Well, this Sunday is Easter and I've been busy putting together baskets for the kids, among other things. Tradition holds that we hop on over to my parent-in-law's house. There is an Easter egg hunt for thirteen cousins, all under eight years old. Yep, we've got a small village. I wouldn't trade it for anything. Growing up, my family wasn't surrounded by a large extended family unit. I had an uncle (who was really my dad's first cousin, but I knew him as an uncle), aunt, and three cousins. They lived in a beautiful brick house in an affluent area known as Friendly Hills (pretty name, right?). The spread always consisted of the best (and unhealthiest) Southern food - ham, green beans with ham hock, cornbread, and pecan pie. Those are some great memories. Eventually, my uncle and his family moved back to Alabama (my dad's home state) and the tradition ended.
Besides the Easter egg hunt and scrumptious food, I also enjoy having a reason to dress up. Even now, it's nice to depart from my usual preschool pick-up outfit of boyfriend jeans, tee shirt, and tennis shoes and put on something a little more shmancy. In a perfect world, I would find a perfectly draped dress and pair it with a chunky sandal. In a perfect world. In my world, I'll be putting the bow on the Easter baskets as we're walking out the door.
Do you do anything special for Easter?
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