Happy Easter from Scary Bunny

I was semi-tempted to "forget" about visiting the Easter Bunny this year. Really, how can you keep the faith alive with an Easter Bunny that looks like this??

He literally looks like a oversized version of a ratty stuffed animal every kid has somewhere lying in their closet. Yet, his hands are creepily very human.

Sorry. It's Easter today. I shouldn't be such a Debbie Downer. But, I just cringed at this visit to the Easter Bunny. Our 7-year-old is teetering on the brink of believing in everything magical, and I just don't want to blow it.

The oxymoron is I love the kids believing in all these fantasy characters, but I can't help but feel completely awful for lying to them. How crushed our kids will be when they discover their whole world of holidays is a lie (at least the secular parts).

"Of course Santa is real! "Oh look where that silly Easter Bunny hid your eggs."
"Oh wow. The tooth fairy sure thinks you're special."

Lie. Lie. Lie.

One day they will figure it all out and maybe hate us for it, or at least be a little pissed.
The only solace I can take from this is Julie and Johnny will know how much we love them. We did all this for them out of love.