We had a mini just-for-fun egg hunt today. Each kid got three plastic eggs and a couple foil covered eggs. After my three-year-old son had finished stuffing the last bit of chocolate in his mouth, he came into the kitchen where I was helping my seven-year-old daughter get a drink of water. We had the following conversation:
Boy (speaking around a mouthful of chocolate): I need more eggs.
Me: You ate all the candy?
Boy (swallowing): Yeah. I need more eggs now.
Me: That’s all for tonight.
Boy: But I need more eggs!
Me: You have to wait. The Easter Bunny will bring you more eggs on Easter.
Boy: Where he is?
Me: What?
Boy: Where is de Easter Bunny?
Me: Oh. He’s probably getting his eggs ready for Easter.
Boy (eyes glowing with delight): I can help him!
Me: Er, we don’t know where he is.
Boy: But maybe we could…
Girl (who is already convinced she is smarter than my wife and me combined): I know what you’re going to say.
Boy (confused): What?
Girl: That we can use the GPS.
Boy: What?
Girl: We can use the GPS to find the Easter Bunny. Then you can help him with the eggs.
Boy: Yes, that!
Maybe they're onto something here. I mean Santa has elves, but the Easter Bunny doesn't get any helpers. Heck, he doesn't even have opposable thumbs.
2 comments:
Smart little Gabbers....your munchkins would make great Easter Bunnie Elves :)
Funny! Kids are smarter than we give them credit for sometimes.
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