What stands out most in my mind about this picture is how this Easter brought Brittainy more good fortune than most children have had the opportunity to experience. She and I lived in this apartment for about 10 years. Each year she and I would go to my mother's house for our Easter dinner. This particular Easter Sunday began like most. She and I woke up and Britt went through her basket to see what the Easter Bunny had brought her. Later that morning I dressed her in her finest attire and headed out for the day. When we returned, Britt found a present in the living room with a note from the Easter Bunny. He had brought her a gift that he found he had "overlooked" when he made his first delivery. For weeks all Brittainy could talk about was the Easter Bunny coming back to her house to bring her yet another gift. Oh, the thrill she had thinking she was so special that the Easter Bunny found her worthy enough for a second visit in one day.