Chocolate Eggs

When I was a little girl, I was The Only Grandchild for my father’s parents.

My Gramma spoiled me. She had included me in her social life, so I spent a lot of time around “ seniors”.

Easter 🐣 was no exception.

I did not go to church for the first time until I was around 11, so before that I had the best time hunting for eggs with my little basket, cheering when I found another..

Crawling in the grass, under trees..

Back in the day, JC Penny and Zellers were the department stores that she shopped at- they lived near our shared border with the USA 🇺🇸 so I spent a lot of time with them on their frequent trips to get cheap gas and food and come back…

There were chocolate Easter eggs that for an extra dollar you could get your child’s name on it in white icing

My name was too long to fit the eggs so I became

Cassy 😉😂💯

I hope that made you smile 🥰🫂✨