Avery: (carrying her picture from visiting the Easter Bunny) "I don't think this is the real Easter Bunny. I think it's just a really big man inside a costume."
Me: (in shock, not knowing what to say) "Why do you think that?"
Avery: "Well, look at his hands. The Easter Bunny doesn't have hands."
Really, Avery? Must we be so observant?
Me: "The Easter Bunny is special and he needs hands to carry all of those baskets to kids."
Avery: "Oh riiiight. But last year the Easter Bunny was all white and this year he is white and brown."
Me: "Well, he has to change colors every year so no one figures out who he is."
Totally grasping at straws here, people.
Avery: "OK. So he just puts different colors on every day like I change my clothes?"
Me: "Yup. That's EXACTLY what he does."
It's too soon. Way too soon for her to be questioning the real-ness of the Easter Bunny. Geesh. I am not prepared to answer these huge questions!!
But I think we smoothed this one over. She carried on like nothing ever happened.
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