Dear daughter on waiting for the Easter Bunny: I can't wait for the Easter Bunny.
Me: You'd better get to bed then, so he can come visit.
Her: It's okay, it's just a guy in a suit . . .
Me: Um, who told you that?
Her: Mom.
Me: But you want him to bring you stuff for your Easter basket, right?
Her: Mmhmm!
I'm not sure what's worse. That mom told her what was up, or that she's perfectly cool with the idea of some guy in a rabbit costume dropping candy off throughout the neighborhood. And that she can hold both ideas in her head: Easter Bunny, the magical some guy in a suit!
1 comment:
lets not forget this is the same child who took a blood sandwich to school.....
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