We always got baskets too. My oldest brother had the biggest, mine was medium sized and my youngest brother got the smallest - no wonder he has a complex these days.

I can remember finding mine in the oven one year. And if I remember right, if we found someone else's basket, we snatched a piece of candy but didn't tell them where the basket was.

As we got into our teens and Easter baskets became oh so uncool, my mom started putting just one basket in the middle of the dining room table - filled with her and my dad's favorite candy (black jelly beans (mom) & those orange marshmallow peanut thingys and candy corn (dad). Needless to say we kids thought that candy was G-R-O-S-S, so we didn't eat any of it - my mama was no dummy!

Peanut, CJ & Terry do not get baskets - I'm so boring these days.