Holiday memories are made of this

Happy Sunday, my friends! What is it they say? "The best laid plans "? ... Well, I was originally going to post a couple of 'holiday with the family' posts from today, but as fate would have it, both my husband and my mother-in-law are sick and my own mother is still recovering from a minor foot surgery she had undergone earlier this past week. And so, I have decided to post another one of my 'memories are made of this' posts from my childhood. I will try to take you all through the Easter my brother and I experienced growing up in our house. Since I was not exactly planning this post for today, I was unable to borrow a few old pics from my mom's family photo albums; however, I did find one or two and perhaps I will post some others to use for a 'Throwback Thursday' post in the future. At any rate, here goes ...

Every year, my mother would make these delicious homemade dark chocolate peanut butter eggs and also some coconut cream as well ...

My brother and I would wake up early on Easter Sunday morning to see our Easter baskets on the kitchen table. Stuffed in the artificial grass inside our baskets were lots of goodies such as these ...

And, every single year we each had our own large plastic egg which my mother re-used in which the "Easter Bunny" would place a little gift or toy inside for us. These plastic eggs were placed in the middle of our individual baskets. Mine was pink and my brothers was purple. Mine looked much like this one but it had  pretty painted flowers on the top half ...

My plastic egg usually had a little stuffed animal inside. These are two of the toys I had (yes, I am sentimental and still have these toys from my childhood). I saved them all these years and still keep in a special box up in my attic ...

My Easter dress! (1971)

My brother (don't ya just love my mom's sexy legs in the background of this pic? LOL)

After that, my mother made sure we were dressed and ready to go to church service from 7AM to 10AM. I, of course, wore my purple dress my mother bought me for the occasion. After service, we would either spend the rest of the day eating a homemade family Easter dinner at my nana's (grandmother's) house or she would spend the day at our house ...

An old pic of my brother, Kerry, my mom and my nana (posing with my parents then black poodle named  "Fifi" and her two white poodles "Suzette" and "Bon Bon") taken outside in my nana's back yard on Easter day - 1969.

 Well, that about wraps it up for my old childhood memory. Wishing everyone a very joyous Sunday however you and your family choose to spend it!