My kids eat their Easter chocolate at once – I’m not a bad parent

I just let them go for it (Picture: Getty Images)It’s Sunday morning and my two children, Ella, 12, and Leo, 8, are up at the crack of dawnTo them, Easter morning is basically Christmas Day in disguise. Same chaotic energy. Same wild-eyed excitement. The only real difference? Instead of a pile of presents under a spruce tree, the house looks like the Easter Bunny has exploded.There’s colourful foil covered chocolate eggs hidden in plant pots, the fruit bowl,