Once we were too old to hunt for Easter eggs, my mom would hide our Easter basket somewhere in the house and we'd have to find it. It wasn't easy. One year mine was in the dryer...
Anyway, I've no idea how to give Abby her basket. Is it from us? Is it from the mysterious Easter bunny?
Mommy Fail.


Re: Umm, what do I do with the Easter Basket??
ours were from the easter bunny. of course he's a very resourceful bunny that managed to find some canvas bags the girls already have and love and filled those with the goods
they were just sitting outside where the eggs were hidden.
our debate was to hide the eggs inside or outside. dh said outside, but my family always hid inside. we opted for outside.
We never hunted for eggs as kids. The first egg hunt I ever did was when Jakob was 3 years old. My parents always hid our baskets.
I do the same. This year, the kids baskets were hidden in the blanket chest. Sometimes they are in the fireplace, in the dryer, in the oven, in a cabinet...
Meredith, 6-1-06 and Alex, 11-5-09
I filled H's basket and set it outside our bedroom door so she would find it after she woke up. She said "Look what Grandpa gave me!" but we told her it was from the Easter Bunny.
My parents never hid the baskets, but they'd pit them in different parts of the house. Sometimes they'd sneak it into out bedrooms after we fell asleep, sometimes on the hearth, at the back door, etc. We always knew it was my parents (same as Santa and the Tooth Fairy) but went through the motions.
FIL and SIL came over for Easter lunch. When the girls went outside to find eggs that SIL hid earlier, I stayed back and put the baskets inside so they'd see them when they got back. I told Abby the Easter Bunny must have gone through the house to go home. She didn't seem to care or need an explaination for she was far too interested in the baskets contents. Our outside eggs were just the plastic ones with jelly beans etc in them. We weren't done coloring real eggs in the house and regardless of the fact that I have no intentions of eating them anyway, the thought of hardboiled eggs outside grossed me out.
I have no recollection of hunting for eggs with family. I once did a hunt in the woods behind our community center but I think I was in the 5th grade. I wanted to win the grand prize so bad but didn't even come close to 1st place for the most eggs found. I cried my eyes out. Maybe that's why my parents never took me on public hunts much.
I remember taking my Easter Basket to church when I was really young as they were blessed during Mass. My grandmother always had ours wrapped in plastic (with a little window flap for the blessing? to avoid wandering little hands and also because my Aunt had her chocolate bunny stolen from her basket when she was a kid. In church! Who does that!?