I am not the best Christian. Easter has never been my favorite holiday. It's like Christmas lite. I know what it's all about but I never had as magical of Easter as I did last year.

Last year, Mrs. Pants awoke me Easter morning to tell me she was pregnant. It was 3 am and we were NOT supposed to have kids. I told her to shut up and get back in bed.

I didn't want to tell her it was the best thing anyone had ever said to me. I was afraid we were so old, we would lose the baby if I got my hopes up. Well, baby Nugget came and it wasn't exactly a year ago but it was Easter morning. Above you see our perfect baby celebrating her first Easter picture.

It means a lot more this year. Now bring on the candy.