S/O Easter and baskets...when you were a kid

[Yankees21]

My stepdad is clever with words, so each year he would do riddles on pieces of paper. Each one had clues to the next place in the house a riddle was hidden, and the final one gave the clue to where we could find our Easter baskets. Our baskets had candy and toys, but we were more excited to try and figure out the riddles than anything. I can't wait to do it for our kids!

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We colored eggs the day before then mom & dad hid them the next morning before we got up and we hunted for them. I usually got a stuffed animal and some candy too. That was the extent of it and that's all I do for DS too.

[starlily]

My parents focused on the religious aspect of Easter. The.Easter Bunny was one of the few western traditions they didn't adopt, so I didn't have any baskets growing up. I really really wanted one of those supermarket ones too. I did color eggs though.

[pantsparty]

We got a small basket with candy and a book. Easter baskets are OOC.

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My mom threw the plastic grass into baskets and put candy in them. No toys. No egg hunts.

[janiejones]

We rarely had our own baskets. My mum just did one big basket for the family, there would be a bunny for each of us in there, and spring toys, like bubbles, skipping ropes, etc. she didn't spend loads. Easter was probably one holiday that even as poor as we were we didn't feel different from other families. We also usually got a new spring outfit.

[coribelle26]

I feel like my Easter baskets were awesome, but not over the top. My mom is very thoughtful and great about making sure that every gift is thoughtful and something I will love. The basket was always hidden and I had to search for it. I still don't know how she managed to think of a different place every year in a 700 square foot house.

My favorite Easter memory, though, is of my grandparents. When my cousin was about 6 and I was about 11, my grandma and grandpa started doing egg hunts (really good ones, with jewelry and money, lol). We each had a specific area (like back yard or front yard, main floor or basement) and because I was older they felt like I had to work harder for mine. It got to the point where they would be in places like on top of the garage or buried in the yard and it was totally impossible to find them. My grandparents had to make a map so they knew where to get them from once I finally gave up, and they thought it was the most hilarious thing ever. It used to frustrate the shit out of me, but I always have to laugh (and miss them like crazy) when I think about it now.