If Easter Eggs Don’t Wash Their Legs Their Children Will Have Ducks by Valerie J. Patterson

That line is from a song aptly titled “The Nonsense Song”.  It’s a song I learned as a child.  Every once in a while I sing it for the bubbly hubby and—for my effort—he graces me with a smile, a shake of his head, and a squeeze of my hand.

Today’s blog is not so much about nonsense as it is about traditions.

St. Patrick’s Day and Easter—both holidays right around the corner—are steeped in tradition.

My grandmother—Dad’s mom—with the maiden name of Brady, was Irish and very proud of it.  St. Patrick’s Day was a big deal in her home.  Not because she liked green beer, but because she was a faithful Catholic and Saint Patrick meant something to her and the country where her ancestors lived.

The Wearing of the Green—commonly misinterpreted as wearing green for Ireland actually means to wear a shamrock on one’s clothing.  St. Patrick often explained the Holy Trinity using the three leaves of the shamrock.

Annually, Dublin, Ohio holds a huge Irish Festival that showcases fabulous Irish music, dancing, and dress.

Irish Truth—It is often that a person’s mouth broke his nose.  I don’t think that really needs interpretation, but just in case:  If one keeps his mouth shut, he removes all reason for someone to plant a fist on his nose!

March 17 commemorates the date of death for Saint Patrick, the Apostle of Ireland.

Legend states that St. Patrick banished all snakes from Ireland by chasing them into the sea after they attacked him while he was fasting on a hill.

Traditionally, St. Patrick’s Day is full of parades, celebration, and drinking all over the world, not just in Ireland.

Easter comes with its own traditions from the coloring of eggs to the wearing of Easter bonnets, spotless white dresses, and patent leather shoes.  From hunting for hidden Easter eggs to devouring candy found on artificial grass inside a straw basket, to looking for the Easter Bunny.

The Egg Bump—traditionally each player brings their own decorated hard boiled egg to the competition.  Two players stand across from each other and roll their egg into the egg of their opponent, bumping eggs.  The player whose egg cracks is out of the competition.  Play continues until only one intact egg remains.

Early Christians stained eggs red as a symbol of the blood Christ shed.  The egg traditionally represents life.

The Paschal Greeting is exclaimed on Easter Sunday.  Instead of “hello” it is customary to say, “Christ is risen” to which the response, “He is risen indeed!” is returned.

Easter also—for me and my family—celebrates the resurrection of Christ on the third day after the crucifixion, offering salvation to all who wish to accept it.

For you and your family, I hope there are traditions that are held precious and dear to your heart, that are steeped in meaning and sentiment, and that are shared with each new generation that arrives.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day and Happy Easter to all of you!

Until next time, take care and be happy.

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16 responses to “If Easter Eggs Don’t Wash Their Legs Their Children Will Have Ducks by Valerie J. Patterson

  1. There’s some great factoids here, Valerie. I especially love the Irish saying about one’s mouth breaking one’s nose. I hadn’t heard that before and it cracked me up. So true, so true. We don’t have any strong traditions for either of these holidays. When the kids were small, we went to church and colored and hunted easter eggs, but that was about it. Still, I love any day that lifts the mood of, well, most everyone. So I’m looking forward to St. Patty’s Day and Easter and seeing lots of smiles. 🙂

    • Valerie J. Patterson

      Thanks for reading Laurie. I thought that Irish saying was the best of the lot and might bring a smile! 😛

  2. A great post I love everything Irish and have absolutely no Irish ancestry (that I know of). For one thing I’ve always associated ‘happy’ with Irish. The colors, the music, the landscape of Ireland, One of my favorite movies is The Quiet Man with John Wayne.

    And, Easter with all it’s meaning and hope. This is a wonderful time of year.

    • Valerie J. Patterson

      Thanks for reading, Lavada. I think a lot of folks associate happy with the Irish, too. If you are in Ohio in August, I strongly recommend the Irish festival in Dublin. Excellent! It won’t disappoint you. 😛

  3. What a great post, so full of interesting facts and traditions. I’ve no Irish ancestry but do live many things Irish, especially the accent and Guiness! Our Easters were full of German traditions including a cake baked in the shape of a lamb which we ate with coffee. Have a lovely Easter!

    • Valerie J. Patterson

      Oh Kit! I love their accent, too. Theirs and the Scots! Could sit and listen to them for hours, I think! Thank you for reading! Happy Easter!

  4. They nicely done! I did not know the expression”Irish Trust”. I will be using it!
    Happy St.Patrick’s Day and a Blessed Easter to you,too!

    • Valerie J. Patterson

      Hi Tonette! Thanks for coming by and reading. I’m glad you enjoyed the post. Easter blessings to you and yours as well!

  5. Love, love, love the facts. I’m a collector of facts and some of these I didn’t know. The broken nose one is superb! LOL
    I’d love to know all the words to the nonsense song – I’ve never heard it and it sounds like a fun one

    • Valerie J. Patterson

      Hi Jillian! I was hoping someone would want to know the lyrics to The Nonsense Song! 😛 So here they are:

      I was born one night, one morn
      when the foghorn went Toot! Toot!
      You can bake a steak or fry a cake
      When the mud pies are in bloom
      Does six and six make nine?
      Does ice grow on a vine?
      Is old man Joe an Eskimo,
      In the good old summertime?

      I loop dee loop in my noodle soup
      Just to give my socks a shine
      I’m a guilty judge, I ate the fudge
      Three cheers for Auld Lang Syne!
      I cannot tell a lie,
      I stole an apple pie
      It’s in a tree, beneath the sea
      Above the bright blue sky!

      If Easter eggs don’t wash their legs
      Their children will have ducks (quack quack)
      I’d rather buy a lemon pie
      For forty-seven bucks (plus tax!)
      Way down in Barcelonea
      I jumped into the foamea
      Now this is all balonea
      Potterewski go blow your horn! Boom! Boom!

      **I tried to find a video, but no such luck. It’s really a very fun song!! 😛

  6. So cute. I love it. Funny stuff. The person who wrote it was unique for sure. Cool. Thanks for sharing it.

  7. As always, I loved reading your post, Valerie. Irish Truth, love it 🙂 My dad’s parents came from County Roscommon in southern Ireland and moved to England shortly after he was born in the 1930s, so I have a natural affinity for all things Irish.
    Easter is a lovely time, so much to be thankful for and to enjoy this time of year.

    • Valerie J. Patterson

      Thank you for the high praise, Tricia, it’s appreciated. How cool that your dad was born in Ireland! 😛 Do you have many relatives still there? Happy Easter to you, Tricia!

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