Easter was one of my favourite holidays growing up in Pennsylvania. I loved going to my Grandma's to decorate eggs and to make our Easter tree with dyed hollow eggs. On Easter morning, dressed in our church clothes, we'd rush outside to see what the Easter bunny had left in the yard. From the photos above of us in the 70s, you'll see that Easter usually brings nice warm weather and sunshine.
I knew when I'd have kids here in Ireland, I'd most definitely be celebrating Easter American style. A big Cadbury egg is not enough! My mother sends us the Paas Easter egg dyes from the States (you can't buy them here), and we colour eggs at Nana's house. When I was little we always coloured white eggs, and in Ireland it has to be brown because I've never seen white eggs for sale here! Here are some pictures from last year of our Easter eggs and Easter tree, which will tell the Easter Bunny that there is a home full of children to leave chocolate for. After the tree is decorated, the kids wait patiently inside for the Easter bunny to drop treats...then rush outside with their baskets to find them! Happy Easter to everyone!
