With Easter coming up this Sunday, I’ve been thinking a lot about Easter when I was younger. Easter is different for everyone, and has different meanings for everyone. I’m a Christian, so I believe in the religious side of Easter, but I still enjoyed hunting eggs and getting a basket for Easter. I wanted to share a few of my memories of Easter from my youth. Comment below some of your favorite memories!
Giant Eggs:
One of my favorites is getting these giant eggs filled with goodies from my Grandma on my dad’s side. Ma would make these big paper machete eggs and fill them with candy, toys, and small things like that. She’d hide them in a big nest and my cousins and I would get to go hunt them down. Our names would be on each one, so we always had eggs that suited us. She didn’t do those eggs every year, so it was always a great surprise to get one. I’ll have a few pictures down below.
Flower Crowns and Coloring Eggs:
When Easter was getting close, my parents and I would get together with my grandma and great grandma to color the boiled eggs. Sometimes we’d have extra people, but most of the time it was just us. I always had so much fun coloring the eggs and I loved putting stickers on them or writing on them with the clear crayon. One year, we even made flower crowns for all of us girls. You can see a piece of my cousin’s in the picture above. I still have that flower crown, even though it totally doesn’t fit my head anymore and it looks very dingy.
Easter Basket:
My parents would make me an Easter basket each year. When I was younger it had stuffed bunnies, candy, and even some fruit snacks. As I got older, it would have Pokemon and things that I loved like that. I always loved getting my Easter basket. I always felt like a kid on Christmas and would try to sneak in and get a peek at it. They would hide eggs in the yard too, but the basket was a favorite.
A Rainy Easter:
One Easter, we had a rainy morning. I was pretty upset, since I didn’t think I would get to hunt eggs at our house first. I was wrong. My parents hid eggs in our house and made it into a riddle of sorts. Each egg I found was with a clue to where the next one would be. I had such a great time trying to figure out the hiding spot of the next egg. The game ended up being more fun then getting the eggs.
Hope you enjoyed reading about some of my Easter memories from my childhood. I’m so grateful for parents that really took the time to make sure this little girl had a great time. Thank you all so much and Happy Easter! Until next time.
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