Sure the squabbles and the occasional wine is normal, and it's on days like this we are reminded of the joys of being a parent. It always seems there is always one Easter basket that gets hidden really well, even so well that the dad can't even find it. This year it so happened to my 7 YO, and she was even getting frustrated and thought the Easter Bunny had forgotten her.
Yet when she finally did find it hidden behind the towels in the bathroom, this just made her smile that much bigger. So here we are ready to set off on another Easter adventure, which will consist of nothing but a modest trip to church and a brief meal with the wife's siblings. Nothing exciting, yet always special, especially to the little ones.