So before conference started on Saturday morning, I ran to Wally-World to buy some Easter goodness. I bought a boat-load of candy and eggs and plastic grass...but when the cashier went to ring up the baskets, I realized I didn't have enough money in my allowance! Crap! I told her never mind and walked out of Wal-Mart basketless.
What in the world would I put our goodies in? How disappointing!
The Global Village is inspiring. It's a wonderful store here in Logan that sells items made through Fair Trade agreements. There are so many beautiful gifts to sort through - each handcrafted by an individual in a third world country. Every time I stop in there with my dear friend Hilary (I will forever associate you with that store Hil!) I see these neato baskets made out of rolled up magazine papers...
I don't know what triggered this memory, but I decided that I was going to make my own neato basket made out of rolled up newspaper!
We don't get the paper. But fortunately, there are always leftover Statemans (USU's newspaper) in various locations all over campus. I snagged a huge stack of papers on my way out of class. When I got home, I began rolling each sheet of newspaper into big long tubes on my living room floor. I would then flatten each tube and roll them around and around in a spiral direction. Eventually, my basket was huge and shape-able. I formed a bowl shape in the same way I always used to play with my mom's fabric tape measure. I poured Elmer's glue all over the inside and smeared it around with my finger to make it keep its form. I debated over painting it...but I really loved the colors of the newspaper speckled all over! So gray and speckley it would remain.
As Bill was growing up, his mom started the tradition of hiding their Easter baskets in the oven. I'm not exactly sure why...but I love it! I thought it would be fun for Bill and an awesome tradition that we could continue on with our future family.
Easter morning, I hid the basket of goodies in the oven and made a little trail of Peanut M&Ms leading from our bedroom to the kitchen. I called it Bunny Poop...someone else, somewhere gave me the idea...and I stole it for my own. (You have to start your traditions somewhere, right?)
Unfortunately when Bill woke up on Easter morning, he was not feeling well at all...AT ALL. I was a little bit...a little lot sad...but eventually I realized it was better for him to rest than eat all the candy that the Easter Bunny had brought him. :)
Bill stayed home from church to get some rest. But we went and visited family later on that night. We had an Easter dinner at Grandma and Grandpa Schroader's, and it was absolutely delicious (what else could be expected?)! And then we visited my family over at Grandma Higley's. We talked with lots of family we hadn't seen for a while and got all caught up as we sat in the wonderful sunshine of Grandma's backyard. Somehow, we ended up at my parent's house by the end of the night, where Grandma and Grandpa Sorenson came by to visit and drop off Easter candy. I guess I should have expected that our families would celebrate Easter with us too...but never did I expect to get so much candy!!! I thought we got a lot at Christmas. NO WAY!!!
We hit the mother-load. And my severe sweet tooth was satisfied for the next month. Sadly? It only lasted for a month...
'Twas a good holiday, that was for sure! And I'm so excited to begin forming our very own Bill and Jess Kiefer traditions. They may be odd - ovens, bunny poop, and all - but that's what LIFE is all about! You've got to keep the little kid in you alive. ;)
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