Monday, April 09, 2007

Quick Easter Anecdote

So yesterday we were at Easter dinner and in comes the Easter Bunny.

Brian, for some reason, has this crazy idea that he should keep a great distance between himself and a 7 foot tall pastel rabbit, bearing gifts or no. Odd huh?

Alan, on the other hand, was the first one on the bunny’s lap. When he got his stuffed animal present I asked him, “What do you say to the Easter Bunny, bub?”

Alan thought a bit, went past my hoped for “Thank you,” and ended up with a jubilant “Happy Birthday!” :-) And, as anticipated, there was the opening for the more detailed kid’s version of the story of Jesus we’d have later in the evening.

Then, as I was taking Alan back to the table, he leaned close and whispered, “Papa, the Easter Bunny isn’t real”. Now, my policy here is to neither confirm nor deny, as with Santa (A guy about whom Alan already expressed doubt); I let Rob and the rest of the family do that. In short, he didn’t get it from me, but I was intrigued as to how he came to that conclusion.

“Why do you think that?” I asked.

Quickly Alan explained, “Because I touched him. He’s made of puppets.”

Oh all those puppet lives lost for such an outfit! Where’s PETP when you need them?

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Elbow said...