– Written by Kate
My earliest memory is pretty vague, and I’ve never heard any stories about it. I was about 3 years old, and I remember waking up in the middle of the night. It was really early the morning of Easter. I had to go to the bathroom, but I didn’t want to go by myself. Plus, I was scared that if I got out of bed the Easter bunny wouldn’t leave me anything (I’m assuming this is something that my parents told me). Since my sister and I shared a room, I woke her up to go with me.
Meg (my older sister) and I went to the bathroom. Meg sat on the edge of the bathtub while I did my business. While we were in the bathroom, we found an Easter basket hidden behind the shower curtain. I can’t remember who’s Easter basket it was (I am one of 3 children). I remember being so excited that the Easter bunny had already been at our house.
After we left the bathroom, Meg and I went back to our bedroom. Meg fell back asleep, but I couldn’t. I was 3 years old, and I was too excited. I wanted to go find all of the Easter eggs and the Easter baskets. However, I showed a lot of restraint at 3 years old. I stayed in my room until morning.
Oh, by the way, the picture above is a picture of me on Easter when I was 3 years old.