
Easter Sunday. Rebirth and new beginnings.
A few things that I remember about Easter....I remember coloring Easter eggs with my mom. We always would get the cutest kit that we could and make the prettiest eggs ever. Then we'd head to both grandparents houses.....in our Easter best. I'm sure there was a stop at church in there, but that's not what I remember the most about Easter. I remember the pretty eggs and the pretty dresses and sometimes there would even be a nice little dusting of snow. My sweet grandma would color her very own Easter eggs to share with me and my cousins. I would make a special egg (or 2 or 6) for her and she would then give me one her hers. Bless her heart...she would save my eggs. She would put them away and pull them out the next hear to show me. Thank goodness we never broke any of those old eggs! But she kept all of my Easter eggs in a special place just so that they would not break. I'm not sure what happened inside the pretty shells, but they all sounded like there was a little rubber ball inside....the yolk I suppose. Wonder why we never thought to blow the egg guts out and THEN color the shell for Grandma? I also remember my Easter baskets. My mom used the same basket every year and it seemed HUGE! I saw that basket a few yeas ago and it didn't seem so big at all! Anyway, she would fill it full of the best candy from the best candy store in town.....Rosalind's Candy Castle....best chocolate...EVER! Once I found my huge Easter basket.....I loved looking at all of the tasty treats that Mom so carefully arranged in the grass.....never any peeps or jelly beans for me (thank you, Mom!), just sweet, creamy milk chocolate....and my favorite chocolate covered pretzels. Happy Easter, y'all! xoxox
2 comments:
Nice memories Tammi. I remember Easter dresses and hats. How I hated those hats. Thanks for sharing your memories.
I was really sick and didn't want to give anyone else what I had been enjoying all week. =) I love my family.
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