A few days ago, Emma looked at me and said, "mom, I don't think the Easter bunny is real". Thinking that she was probably figuring things out, and not wanting to pass up a chance to mess with her, I said, "you don't, well how do you think those baskets get in the house on Easter morning?" Her reply, "oh, I think it's a guy dressed in a bunny costume that brings it".
When I was at the grocery store this morning, it occurred to me that I hadn't had their pictures made with the Easter bunny and if I didn't this year, it would be the first ever since Emma was born. So... after waiting in line over an hour, we were the next in line and the bunny had to take a potty break.. Not too bad for waiting an hour and a half... Chloe went willingly.. I guess all of the amusement park characters have warmed her up nicely.
Hope everyone has a wonderful Easter!