Had told the kids we were doing an Easter egg treasure hunt this morning so the daughter woke us up at 6am with bunny ears on and a bucket for the eggs. The lad had seen his mum hiding the eggs late last night so had the hump cos he realised the Easter bunny isn’t real and Father Christmas probably isn’t real either.
Stuck a leg of lamb in the oven earlier and got the mother in law round.
When I was a kid it was always mass in the morning then watch a film after dinner whilst firing into the chocolate with my old man snoring on the sofa after a few beers.
Anyway, Happy Easter.