Sometimes the first grandchild's protectors say, "No sugar," for the Easter baskets; and five years and three grandchildren later relax to, "The children are excited about the candy for Easter."
But to perform my duty and behave that first year, I came up with Elmo and his buddies for the eggs, using a white glue and four sizes of pom-poms. The faces fit perfectly inside the plastic eggs.
A thoughtful mother had saved these and showed them to me tonight over Matzo ball soup, after a hard day's raking on my part to get the grounds ready for the hunt.
