One of the most long-lasting and fondest memories I have of Easter is the one we spent in New Orleans during our country’s bicentennial year.
Not only did I get to spend time with my cousins who I loved and see my paternal grandparents, but I also got a fancy new yellow dress with pleats (pictured above) and a time-consuming hairdo that I treasured because it made me feel so grown up.
It just doesn’t feel like Easter Sunday without fancy dresses, so thank goodness I have two daughters who I can cajole into dressing up for at least the hour of church service.
Happy Easter all. Enjoy your holiday and making memories.