This first ran as an edition of our newsletter, The Gift, in April 2025. Hannah has since updated it with some new picks she’s eyeing for this year. Filling my kids’ Easter baskets every year has been an unexpected joy of parenting. I love a low-pressure celebration, the advent of spring, and the implicit challenge of not filling them with junk—food or trinkets.But a funny thing happened while poking around the chocolate-egg, fuzzy-chick, and hoppy-bunny corners of the internet. I wanted my own Easter basket. Of course, that was mostly born from the realization that my kids do not fully appreciate the adorable delights I’ve foraged. Take this stunning hand-painted chicken-egg-chick matryoshka I nabbed for my daughter a few years back. She all but tossed it aside as she grubbed around looking for jelly beans; I, on the other hand, look forward to beholding it each season.Now, as I stock my kids’ baskets, I imagine filling one for myself, too. I implore you to follow my lead. Look for things that are on theme (vernal, colorful) but also have a usefulness beyond day-of oohs and ahhs. Here’s how you, too, can BYOB: Be your own bunny.Lay the groundwork for your basket with paper peonies, and then add one of every shade of these striped crew socks, too. With their funky color pairings — like grape, pink and meadow — they remind me of Easter eggs themselves. But they’re also the most durable everyday socks I wear.Years ago I picked up a mini glass hen in a basket at the beloved New York home-goods shop, Fishs Eddy. Today, it sits on our kitchen windowsill filled with my kids’ little treasures: shells, stones, a greenish penny. This bunny from the same brand is just as charming.My colleague on the kitchen and food team Gabriella Gershenson tipped me off to these hand-painted cabbage leaf egg cups, which are not cheap, but would definitely delight Peter Rabbit. If you really want to turn your Easter table into Mr. McGregor’s garden, these carrot tapers are a must.I carry these flat pouches to my coworking space, and as spring sputters to a start here in Maine, the produce prints — leafy carrots, voluptuous strawberries — are an ever-cheery assurance of the summer bounty to come.Don’t get me wrong. I love drugstore candy as much as my kids do. But for a slightly elevated take, I’m smitten with these striking truffles that look like splatter-painted eggs and are filled with one of three silky-smooth ganaches. But my favorite has to be the signature Easter egg from San Francisco’s Dandelion Chocolates, which is indistinguishable from a real egg, and filled with marshmallow and a caramel yolk. It’s a grown-up’s sophisticated answer to a very real Cadbury Creme egg craving.Lastly, I love these fancy lollipops, which are spiked with edible flowers and 25-karat edible gold. My favorite are the clementine with marigold blossoms, but the elderflower champagne with violas are the prettiest. This is the exact kind of thing my daughter would paw right past in search of a Blow Pop. Which is exactly why grown-ups need baskets, too.Here’s to a wonderful grown-up holiday, from me and this itty-bitty tiny tin of floral cutlery.