i miss the days when we use to make may day baskets out of those bright solo plastic cups and fuzzy pipe cleaners with my mom. we would pop popcorn and get tons of candy. pixie sticks. gumdrops. bubble gum. butterscotches.
we would take them to neighbors and school friends in the neighborhood.
ring the door bell and run.
it was magical.
i can't wait to have kids someday to make may day baskets with...