It was fine. There was a lot of chocolate, screaming and crying - some of it was even by the kids. The older kid refused to eat anything but white bread with butter and screamed at me when I gave her a soda, 'cause she wanted milk instead. The little one started crying every time I raised the fork to my mouth. The joy of parenting.
I got a yellow "forget-me-not" flower from my great aunt and candy that my kids will probably eat from everyone else - we just exchange easter eggs and shit 'cause we're too lazy to actually do anything. Luckily, I also got one of those scratch ticket and I thought I'd won 50.000, but I just couldn't count and didn't win squad. AND my kids got a HUGE ASS STUUFED BUNNY that fills up half of their room and makes the LOUDEST noise when you press it. I'm so happy.