When I was a kid, it was pretty simple. We had regular Easter baskets in our room when we woke up, and then we hunted around our huge back yard for the dozens of Easter eggs we'd dyed with those Paz kits (remember those?) the night before (I come from a family of eight). Once we found them, my mom made deviled eggs out of most of them, and left a few for those who liked regular hardboiled eggs.