Always had to have a package of Peeps . . . to blow them up in the microwave!
The dents on these candy tins are like badges earned for the many years of service . . . The one with the rabbit was John's . . .
And the one with the sweet boy dressed as a bunny was David's . . .
I bought the papier maché eggs at a store called Logos, not far from our old house in the city. I could get lost in that store for hours perusing their book selection and all the charming collectibles they offered. Sadly, the store has gone out of business.