Having grown up in a half-non-Christian home with parents who immigrated to America, I don't really have any Easter traditions. Buying a special spring outfit, receiving baskets filled with goodies, and having a huge family dinner with honey baked ham are all pretty foreign to me. That being said, I somehow found myself crocheting a special little basket for Dexter because my church's moms group was having an impromptu Easter egg hunt this week and I was too lazy to go to the dollar store. I really liked the Jam made Easter basket, but the rainbow colors and decorative bows just didn't seem like Dexter's personality at all. Alrighty, a classic brown basket it is, for my wonderfully independent, sharply observant, and cheerfully talkative boy.
|This is what the basket started off looking like – plain and simple.|
|Despite all appearances, Dexter didn't actually enjoy picking up eggs. He thought I was making him clean up a mess that someone else had made...|