I know it's completely the wrong holiday and all, but I've always loved this particular photo for the caption on the back, written in my grandfather's distinctive scrawl:
[Bluestem] trägt die Ostereier von denen sie später krank wurde. Ostern 1972
([Bluestem] carrying the Easter eggs from which she later became sick. Easter 1972)
There's something very blunt and direct in the Germanic psyche that cannot be overlooked. Some stereotypes exist for a reason.