I knew it would eventually happen.
I just didn’t think it would happen this soon.
Big, 8 – “Is the Easter bunny real?’
My heart sank. And not because we put stock into the bunny, but because it means it’s the end of an era.
The end of his innocence.
Maybe that’s a little dramatic, but it’s kinda what I do.
Vince and I came clean and identified ourselves as the Bunny.
We did ask that he keep this information to himself since his little brother, Small, still believes in the bunny magic.
Big promised to keep the info to himself, stating that he was older now and was responsible enough to not kill the magic for the ‘little’ kids.
Umm, when did this happen?
When did Big become a non little kid?
More importantly, when did I become a parent of a child old enough to no longer believe in the blasted bunny?
See what I did there?
Brought it right back to me.
Again, it’s kinda what I do.