Easter morning

Our daughter the sleeper-inner was up at the crack of 7:30 AM proclaiming that the Easter Bunny had stopped by. She eagerly swung open our bedroom door announcing the Bunny had left a "trail of prizes" all over the house.
If only my video camera had been rolling...from our bedroom. Darn. She wasn't supposed to beat our alarm.
H was thrilled that he had been given a guitar, he'd been asking for one for over a month. "Please get me a guitar for my birthday Mommy". Like I could wait until August. I'd give that kid anything he wanted, no convincing needed, just that sweet raspy voice and game over.
But, the Easter Bunny beat me to it.