Easter Memories

Jodi Creager has brought back some very fond memories when she asked us to remember our last Easter basket.

Thought it might be fun to start with my first.  My siblings and I would wake to find our first picture clue beside our beds, which would lead to some household item where the next picture was found, etc, etc, until we at last found the baskets.  Here's me in my jammies digging in for breakfast!

And the annual photo dressed for church, both inside

and outside.  That tall skinny girl next to me is my older sister ~ who is still taller and skinnier ~ and older.  I do have to add that this was probably the last year for quite some time that we wore Easter outfits that didn't match *cringe* but we'll save those pics for future posts.

My last basket was around my senior year in high school.  No, that's not it on the shelf.  By that time Mother had long since established a family Easter basket that we all shared.

But back in those days we would visit with my Mother's family about once a week and during one of those visits shortly before Easter, I must have mentioned half jokingly that I was not getting a basket that year.  Enter Aunt Gertrude (really) to save the day!  At the Easter family gathering she gave me a little ceramic basket she had made filled with candy, and plastic grass of course.  I still have the basket ~ it fits perfectly into the drawer of my sewing cabinet and is where I keep my stash of sewing machine needles.

But ~ that was not my last basket!  As a parent I continued the picture clue thing for our kids ~ and a few years ago I awoke to find a clue next to my bed ~ my children had hidden a basket for me!  But these clues were not picture clues.  Oh no ~ they were science and math puzzle clues!  (Yes, we are indeed a science/math kinda family ~ and as far as education is concerned the apples didn't fall too far from either tree ~ heck, you might say they landed dead center on the target.)
Needless to say it was the best Easter basket I ever got ~ though I think it may have been payback for when I left my daughter's clues in French the year before . . . .