See these cute baskets? I have used them for years. The duck was originally Lucas and then it was passed down to Addie after Grandma Char got him the baseball one.
I think my love of these baskets and internal thriftiness caused Lucas to get to thinking a bit too much this morning.
I started noticing at Christmas that Lucas was asking a lot of questions about Santa and the entire logic behind it. I am think Jeremy and I did a pretty good job figuring out how to avoid the tough questions. This morning Lucas opened his basket with a puzzled look on his face the entire time. He started to ask a question here or there but then would pause. After the baskets were open and we had moved on to organizing the money and candy Lucas came to me and asked the question I knew was no longer far off. Mom, is the Easter bunny real? Hump, I say. This of coarse is not going to work as an answer. I ask why do you ask? Maybe I can keep him a little kid a bit longer. He said, well it is in the same basket as downstairs that we get every year and the same eggs we always use in the bag in the storage room. Oh great, I am so caught. I said well maybe we leave it out for the bunny at night. He said, yeah I don't believe that because I saw that grass stuff in the office yesterday and now it is in our baskets. Alright, snoop, I fessed up. I think I got out of it lucky because I did not have to give over any other figures. Santa and the tooth fairy are safe. I threatened him with a tongue removal if he told his sister or another person at church and he seemed a bit scared, at least for the morning.
This getting bigger stuff can sure be a heart breaker.
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Thank God my kids are still young because the Easter Bunny had a busy week last week and forgot to go to Target to fetch supplies. She learned her lesson and raided the 50% off sale yesterday. Anywho - I'm sorry you had to explain that one. Good job trying to get out of it but that boy is just so darn clever!
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