Easter As A Mom Of Growing Children…

I am continuing to blog about Easter this week as the holiday quickly approaches.  Today I will blog about my Easter memories when my children were growing up.

Easter has always been my second favorite holiday–right there behind Christmas!  I am a Christian, so it only makes sense that those two days would be the most special ones of the year, right?

I spent almost as much time and effort in preparing for Easter, as I did for Christmas.  I usually began searching for just the right Easter outfits soon after Christmas was over.  It wasn’t so much of a task when I only had one child, a little girl. 

Brandy(age 6 mos) and me 1979...her first Easter


Brandy’s paternal grandmother took great pleasure in purchasing an Easter dress for her(then) only granddaughter.  In fact, she took great pleasure in purchasing lots of things for her granddaughter because she’d never had the opportunity of shopping for a little girl before(mother of 5 boys).

Once our first little boy arrived, it was fun to look for that cute little boy’s suit to go along with the frilly dress that I was used to looking for.  Our oldest son loved to dress up when he was small.  He enjoyed putting on his suit and tie, or his vest and matching bow tie.  He always said he was going to grow up and become a preacher…

Brett and Brad on Easter morning

After boy number two came along, sometimes I enjoyed dressing the boys alike, in matching shirts, slacks and ties.  Eventually, the oldest son decided that suits were not as fun as they once were…

The challenge came when we’d all get dressed for church, then (hopefully) gather outside next to some blooming azaleas for the annual Easter picture.  Oh how my boys hated those pictures–and the pictures show that!  My oldest son was particularly anti-picture then.  He’d usually have his hand over his eyes or such!

The most fun part about Easter was making the Easter baskets!  I began in  February looking for just the right trinkets, candy, and toys to fill those baskets with.  I made all three baskets myself every year, and I individualized them to each child’s age and interest.  I took great pain to arrange the contents perfectly in each basket, then wrap the basket in that colored paper and top it off with a bow.  I’d then hide the baskets, and pretend that the Easter bunny left them for the children on the night before Easter.

Brandy posing with her basket on Easter morning in 1982

Every Easter morning all three children would come running out to see what the Easter bunny had brought them.  They could hold and look at the baskets and their contents all they wanted, but were not allowed to open them until after church.  Now that they are grown, they have told me how much they hated the fact that they had to wait until after church to open those baskets.  What they didn’t realize is…if they’d opened those baskets up, we’d never have made it to church on time!

another yearly Easter photo...see how they grow!

My daughter continued to get an Easter basket until she was a teenager.  She wasn’t happy when I told her that she was too old for one!  By then, she had her first boyfriend, and I just felt that her time for Easter baskets was over!

Of course, we always did the traditional egg dying on Saturday nights–and boy did we have some interesting eggs in those days.  The boys decorated their eggs according to whatever they were interested in at the time…wrestling, super heros, sports, whatever!  Brandy and I just colored eggs and tried to make them look girly.

After lunch on Easter day, we usually had an egg hunt at my in-laws house.  They had a huge yard with lots of places for hiding the eggs.  We hid eggs for many years until the youngest grandchildren got too old to care about hunting them.

  Once, we got the bright idea to put money in plastic eggs and hide them.  EVERYONE wanted in on that egg hunt! Teenagers were scouring the yard looking for eggs containing some money.  The eggs that didn’t contain  money, contained papers with funny sayings or insults on them.  The teenagers enjoyed reading those out loud.  It was one of the most memorable egg hunts–and there weren’t even any small children there!

Tomorrow I will reflect on Easter as an older parent, and grandparent.  Please hop back over and share more memories with me.  Have a great day!

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