I think the year was 1992 or perhaps 1993, but it was one of the first Easters I could remember. My dad had woken us up and said "The Easter Bunny is outside! Run out there before he leaves", and we all got out as soon as possible. Except there was no Easter Bunny, but 3 Easter baskets. When I have kids, I'm going to use this trick on them.
I didn't mind missing a mythical figure that somehow changes shape and color ever year at the local mall. Candy and eggs were better.