Like Christmas morning, I was awakened by a very stealthy 5 year old around 6 something (it was too early to focus on the clock)...he said "Dad....psst....Dad....the Easter Bunny came." Begrudgingly, I got up and went into the living room. He did have a decent spread, though, it is so easy to please the little ones. He is a awful gracious kid, though....I have a pretty good feeling that regardless of how plentiful holidays are in the future, he will be happy. This year, the highlight seemed to be the fake mustaches.
Such a ham....he insisted on wearing it to 7-11...they got quite a kick out of it.
On the way home, he asked if my uncle was coming for East dinner at my parents. Not knowing, I said, "Maybe"...by which he replied, "Yes! He is so tall, like a giant. He has a mustache." Kids...
We had a nice simple dinner at my parents, followed by a short, but fun egg hunt....
Melissa was worn out, by the end of the day....but here is a pick of her with her hawk spiked, scar showing....
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