Memories of those Easter Bunnies, and their candy filled baskets.

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I guess the Easter Bunny could have stopped at your house, even if you weren't Christian. I have to admit that I felt like a cannibal, when I bit off the head of my chocolate bunny. My neighbor's Easter Bunny didn't believe in candy, and brought them coloring books. YUK!
Do you have memories of a big rabbit visiting you in the night?
 

Luckily our parents were great at getting us Easter Bunnies and Easter Eggs. They were smart enough not to get us colouring books. Besides which I coloured at our neighbours house and painted eggs there cause they always did that stuff .We’d usually get a solid Easter bunny, a few caramel eggs and a net full of those solid Easter eggs. I’ve still got a sweet tooth.
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I remember it so well!

Dying eggs at the kitchen table... that strong vinegar smell, doing an Easter Egg hunt outside in our pyjamas, and the baskets with the coloured Easter Grass.

I remember the first year we did blown Easter Eggs. We only did a few, but what fun that was puncturing the egg on each end and blowing the insides out.

You really entered the bonus round when a solid Easter Bunny awaited you!

What great memories!
 

We always had great Easter baskets when I was a kid.

Today it seems like more and more holiday goodies are just regular treats stuffed into a basket.

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I also miss the homemade treats like cut out cookie rabbits, chicks, and eggs or the cupcakes, and thumbprint cookies that looked like bird nests filled with colored coconut and little candy-coated eggs or jelly beans.

The things that I don't miss are the mountains of deviled eggs and egg salad that we had to eat in the days following Easter to use up all of the dyed easter eggs we made.
 
My mother saved holiday items from year to year....to year....to year. She'd get the "Easter Box" down from the attic and resurrect the baskets, plastic eggs and, yes, the green plastic grass. That grass was pretty pitiful by the time the last kid in our house got old enough to eschew the baskets. We'd get candy and maybe a quarter or two in a plastic egg. Peeps, Cadbury eggs, a chocolate bunny would also be in the basket. My favorite were the spun sugar large eggs with a window on the end, through which you could see an Easter scene inside the egg. Those came from my grandparents, who would also produce baskets for us.

Nowadays, though, some people seem to consider Easter a major gift-giving occasion, almost on the level of Christmas. Kids get bicycles, skateboards, dolls, games, big toys.

The last Easter basket I got, I was 22 and living out of the country. I had mentioned in a letter to my grandmother that I was looking for a sewing basket. For Easter, she sent me a nice sewing basket, filled with plastic grass and plastic eggs filled with sewing notions like pins, needles, etc. There was also lots of candy!
 
Keesha said:
Luckily our parents were great at getting us Easter Bunnies and Easter Eggs. They were smart enough not to get us colouring books. Besides which I coloured at our neighbours house and painted eggs there cause they always did that stuff .We’d usually get a solid Easter bunny, a few caramel eggs and a net full of those solid Easter eggs. I’ve still got a sweet tooth.
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That's exactly how I remember it, Keesha! :)
 
Ah the Easter bunny.

Our relatives used to give us a huge chocolate Easter Bunny in a nice box surrounded by fancy paper.

Inside the chocolate bunny, it was filled with candies. My sister ate hers and I told her I was saving mine.
So when I went to eat mine I discovered that all the candies inside were gone and the bunny was just a shell. Even the back was gone.
I didn't even get mad at her because she always outsmarted me. I just tried to get revenge eventually.
In fact I laugh about it now and even tell my nephews and nieces all about it.
 
Now my parents were strange; they annually crafted my childhood Easter basket inside of a red, woven cowboy hat that was the same article used from year to year! I think that this was because cowboys were really big stuff when I was a child, and yes, I liked The Lone Ranger and other iconic western figures of the day. The trouble was that my parents continued this annual Easter tradition long after they should have, and it had become a profound embarrassment to me as I entered adolescence... :rolleyes:
 
I put “bunny” footprints on the floor of the house from their bedrooms to where their Easter baskets could be found. 😆. They loved it even as they got older. But one year a tragedy occurred.

My daughter took her white chocolate Easter bunny into the bathroom with her and it fell into the toilet. For the rest of her life, she has and will received an extra bunny-dubbed the toilet bunny. She is now in her late 40’s and we only have missed giving her the toilet bunny once-after she moved to Texas.

A (Fake) tearful easter phone call “where is my toilet Easter bunny”. 🤦🏻‍♀️😱🤣. I think she’s after an extra “toilet bunny“ gift card. 😆 -which she will get it-spoiled rotten adult child that she is.
 
When I was very young, yes. I always received an Easter basket with jelly beans and chocolates, and sometimes an Easter-related toy. I'd get up in the morning to search for colored eggs that had been hidden around in the house.
 
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