Twas' the night before Easter and all through the house, not a creature was stirring except the guy who thought he'd get a jump on things and hide the eggs the night before. Apparently, his last gig was Xmas eve. He forgot that awakening to a full-blown egg hunt ain't the way Mama wants to great Easter morning. He's new. It's his first year on the job. We'll cut him some slack. Next years he'll remember why the bunny comes after the coffee is poured. Hello!