Just a very short one, before the Easter holidays end!

"Danny, get up! You're missing everything! Get up!"
Yawning, the eldest Reagan son opened his eyes. How did all the light come in? Hadn't he closed the curtains last night?
Then he saw the shadow moving through the room. He reacted instinctively and threw a pillow in the direction. Joe fell down as if hit earnestly. "You kill your brother on Easter Sunday? Grandma will be very angry if you do!"
"Only if I tell her about it", Danny murmured. Throwing his only pillow at Joe had been a bad idea. He couldn't sleep without it, and Joe knew that. With a broad grin, the younger one ran out of the nd down the stairs , swaying the pillow like a trophy behind him. "C'mon, Danny! Jamie's up too! Ouch!"

Danny froze. Not again. "Joe?"
"I'm okay, Erin caught me!" Danny closed his eyes to thank God for his sister. His nerves were strained enough with seeing Jamie in his orthopedic corset – just precaution, the doctors had said, but he had to wear it for eight weeks, at least ten hours a day.
He couldn't handle having Joe in danger or pain now.

"Danny? You've fallen asleep up there? Can I have your chocolate, then?"
Danny sighed. "No, Erin, you can't!", he called down as loud as he could. Actually he was half on letting her have it – he was tired! He had lived through twelve Easter Sundays in his life, they weren't that thrilling.

"Daaaaaannnyyyy!" That was Joe. If he wanted, he was even louder than Jamie.
"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhyyyywlllllbaaa!" And that was Jamie, clearly woken up. Not that he slept very much.
"I want to find a bed in my basket", he grumbled as he scuffled down the stairs.
The rest of the family – except Grandpa who was cooking every Easter Sunday (another reason Danny wasn't so keen on it) – was already in the garden.
It was late April, the sun was shining and the grass was warm, warm enough for them to search for their Easter baskets in their pyjamas.

Danny saw Joe racing through the grass, but Erin stayed close to mom. As she saw her big brother, she waved him closer. "C'mon, Danny, he's getting rid of it!"
Quickly Danny stood next to his sister as their mom carefully unwrapped their baby brother of the heavy corset.
Jamie smiled and squealed as the hot weight was put from him and immediately turned his head in every direction to see what he'd been missing till now. His diaper-padded backside bounced with every move he made, causing the Erin to giggle so much that she fell back into the grass. At once, Jamie grabbed her hand and tried to climb onto her.
Danny was relieved to see that the corset hadn't taken the little one's energy away.

"Joe, c'mon, Erin's down!" For a very brief moment Danny thought to see something like jealousy in Joe's eyes as he approached, but it had vanished when he came closer, a basket in his hands. "I was just checking if Jamie had also got something!", he said, and added silently, "but he didn't. Is he too young for Easter presents?"

Danny grabbed his brother and flung him into the air – give the boy another two years and he would be too big to do so. With three years younger, Joe was almost as tall as Danny was.
Right now, however, he was giggling as if he was four. "Danny!"
"What?" Danny didn't let go but started to tickle Joe – effortless as usual.
"Why would Jamie want chocolate when he can have us as siblings, hm?", he asked. Joe grinned. "But I want you and Erin and Jamie and chocolate!"
Erin, cradling a rather agitated Jamie in her arms, nodded. "Me too!"
"Okay, give him to me and go looking!" Danny volunteered, but Joe shook his head. "You were too busy with sleeping, now you go searching too. I get to take care of Jamie." The look in his eyes was absolutely earnest, and Danny nodded solemnly. "Do that, big brother Joseph."
At this, Joe's dignity broke down and he giggled again.
"Boys!" Erin rolled her eyes but eventually put Jamie down into the soft grass again. Joe sat down beside him, ready to catch him should he fall to the side – though there was no possibility he could hurt himself now.

"Ready, Ms. Reagan?" Danny asked charmingly as he led his sister further into the garden.
Erin wasn't the least deceived. "The first one to find his basket gets half the loser's chocolate!", she cried and stormed off.
Danny looked around. At the apple tree? No. The hazel bush? No. Where the lawn gnome was standing? …wait…
He grinned. "You're losing, Erin!"