At 12:55 a.m. on Easter I heard Jack call out, "Mama!" I immediately jumped out of bed and ran down the hallway to Jack's room thinking he must be sick. Instead I was greeted with "Happy Easter, Mama!" from a smiling and very much awake Jack. Although my children have always been very early risers, especially on holiday mornings, this one was by far the earliest! Jack and I spent the next twenty minutes together looking at the little treasures in his Easter basket before I tucked Jack into bed for the second time that night. This was the best and earliest start to Easter I have ever had!