#1 - I white-washed the garish, carnival-colored Easter baskets:
The boys were mortified . . . simply mortified.
Oldest Son's Clemson-orange basket was suddenly a very soft, rosy, bunny-ear color.
Middle Son's screaming purple became a delicate lilac.
He mourned for a day.
I remained unmoved.
Youngest Son, in desperation took his green and blue basket and headed for the hills.
It didn't resurface until Saturday night.
#2 - I did not visit Target or Wal-Mart to fill Easter baskets:
Instead I went to Fresh Market and bought things like
white chocolate pretzels with Easter-y swirls
mounds of German gummy bears
peanut butter-filled eggs
and Lindt milk chocolate bunnies.
It made me so happy.
A treat just for me. I'm sure the kids would just as soon have had the
Because the candy was more expensive, I bought less.
And that was a good thing too!
#3 - No eggs this year.
I know . . . I almost felt criminal.
I just didn't want to do eggs this year . . . in any form.
I didn't color them, hide them, serve them, or decorate with them.
Instead, I gathered the yummy candies into little tissue paper pouches,
plopped them in the baskets,
and the baskets were waiting on the table Easter morning.
I loved the simplicity, and I think they turned out cute.
It's amazing how refreshing changing up things a little can be.
Taking off the pressure of expectations.
Choosing less but better quality.
Freshening up what looks old and tired, instead of buying new.
Making the holiday special for me too.
And after 18 years of Easter baskets, I needed that.