Growing up, we dyed Easter eggs together the day before and let them dry. On Easter morning, the Easter Bunny would have left us goodies in our Easter Basket. The same basket was used year to year and was put up in the attic (just like the fake Christmas tree) when it wasn't Easter time.
We usually went to my grandparents' house (along with all the other cousins) and the parents all brought some eggs from home and hid them in one big egg hunt. There was no prize for the most eggs or anything... just bragging rights I think.
We'd re hide the eggs at home (siblings and I) over the next few days, as we were usually out for Spring Break and bored at home.
We didn't get plastic eggs filled with stuff. We boiled eggs (usually about 2 dozen) and decorated them, and put them in a big bowl as the centerpiece on the table. The stuff in our baskets left by the Easter bunny was minimal... some loose jelly beans, maybe a chocolate rabbit, some robin eggs (colored malted milk balls) and Hershey's eggs. And sometimes a stuffed animal of some sort.
There were no piles of plastic junk. And it wasn't a new basket either.
Times are different these days. Sometimes I long for the "old days". (sigh)
For years, my kids got a new basket every year, and a handful of plastic eggs with loose candies stuffed in them. Along with little Easter-y note pads, pencils, cheap plastic toys/yo-yo's etc. And a small stuffed bunny of some sort. Or plush chick or duck.
Now that they are older... I reuse a basket from a previous year (I have stacks of them) and pretty much do the same thing, minus the cheap plastic junk. Plastic eggs filled with jelly beans, cadbury choc eggs, hershey's eggs, maybe a Lindt carrot or two.... and a stuffed animal.
Last year, I thought the kids were finally old enough I could get away with not doing it anymore... they were SO disappointed... so much so, that after church and our potluck after (and an egg hunt there, too)..I snuck away from the potluck, ran into walmart and grabbed some itunes cards and jelly beans and hid them in the car... then went back for husband and the kids. When we got home, I snuck the bag in the house,, hastily threw it in some old baskets I had in my closet, and opened the lock on the window in the guest room. Husband went outside, I handed the baskets out our bedroom window to him, he went to the guest room window and stuck them in and set them on the floor. Then he came back around and inside.
I sent one of the kids into the guest room for something trivial, and they "discovered" that they hadn't been forgotten after all..
LOL
Yeah... I have no doubt they knew. But it was sad when I realized how disappointed they were earlier in the day to completely stop the tradition. I have stuff in advance this year! ;)