Easter mornings of years past are some of my fondest memories. Waking up to everything being fresh and new, snow drifting away and easter eggs hidden in every little nook and cranny of my family's living room. Moving quicker than my older brother and sister, I've got my hunting technique down to an art. Never will they be able to get more candy then me. Our house filled with sleepy smiles, the mood is light and cheery with a hint of competitiveness.
This is happiness.
Easter and my birthday are my favourite times of the year. This year, they're combined into one weekend and I don't think I've stopped smiling. I hope you'll come share my joy with me, just remember, the chocolates are mine.