As a kid, I was sent to Sunday School on Easter morning since we lived across the street from the church...
This gave my grandma (with whom I lived) to pull out the Easter basket she had purchased without my knowledge and have it waiting for me when I got home.
After emptying the basket I would use it to gather eggs that I had dyed in the previous days that were hidden for me to find.
Many years my egg hunt would take place indoors because it was usually raining.
Then my mom and at least one of my aunts would come for ham dinner.