One of my family’s childhood Easter traditions, like many of you, involved journeying over the river and through the woods to Grandmother’s house. For us, the tradition also included Grandma-style paparazzi. Within seconds of stepping on Grandma ground, she’d appear like magic with her cheap camera with the little disposable flash on top as if she had been hiding in the bushes. There was no escaping the Easter family picture. I have all of them. My cousins and I made the best of Grandmother’s paparazzi ways by proudly displaying our Easter Bunny spoils. For the first 7 years of my life, there I am in the pictures smiling cheesily holding up a stuffed animal and a basket chock full of chocolate (Easter Bunny didn’t play at my house).
Here is an example……. Easter when I was 5. I wonder what my mom is studying on my head. I wish I still had outfit she is wearing!
THEN………….on the Easter when I was 9, there is this photo.
Who knew the Easter Bunny brings bowling trophies!!!
Happy Easter Everyone!
Note: My cousins were all older than me. I suspect I left the Easter Bunny’s gift of a stuffed animal and basket in the car and was trying to look cool. My mom was a good Easter Bunny, so I know there was a real gift. I won the trophy for bowling a 150. I can’t even bowl a 50 these days.