This post is not for small children!
Sarah: "Mom, I want a chocolate bunny in my Easter basket."
Me: "Don't tell me... the Easter Bunny takes care of Easter baskets."
Sarah looks at me (disdainfully?) and says nothing.
Me: "The Easter Bunny fills the baskets, right? .... or, is the Easter Bunny not real?"
Sarah: "The Easter Bunny is not real. You are the Easter Bunny, Mom."
As she calmly turns her head and resumes watching TV, I realize that I am SO busted. I wonder what's up with Santa, but I'm not crossing that bridge until she drags me to it.
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