A Houseful of Peeps

This is what it looks like with a house full of peeps on Christmas morning:

First, the obligatory snow . . .

. . . and then, the obligatory squeaks of delight upon the unwrapping of the piles of loot . . .

But the best thing of all? Remember how your mom always told you to never throw a ball in the house?

In this house it's sanctioned.