Our four-year-old revealed the truth about the Easter Bunny this weekend...
A: There's no such thing as the Easter Bunny.
Hubby (horrified): Oh?
A: No, the Easter Bunny is really Jennifer's mom.
Me: Who told you that?
The next day, when A woke to find a basket of goodies and an easter egg hunt laid out in my parent's basement...
A: Jennifer's mom came to Lola's house! She brought us baskets and eggs!
Hubby: Do you think she came in her bunny costume?
A (very seriously): Yes. Yes, she did.
So there you have it. Jennifer's mom is the Easter Bunny.