"I'm so impatient!" No matter how sick, Elijah is still VERY excited for the Easter Bunny's arrival.
Most of you know that I am a bit torn about proliferating the fictional existence of strange people/animals who break into people's homes looking for snacks and leaving behind food and/or gifts. But for some reason, maybe it's this lingering illness that has been plaguing poor Elijah for almost 3 weeks, I have gotten really into the Easter Bunny this year. Scarily so. And ever since we saw the movie "Hop," Elijah has a picture in his mind of what the Easter Bunny looks like, where he works, how he travels around, etc etc.
So tonight, after bath but before bed, we were talking about...you guessed it... the Easter Bunny. Elijah asked, "How will the Easter Bunny get into my room?" Without a canned response at my fingertips (Santa Claus is easy, everyone knows his mode of entry), I bumbled some foolish answer about how he can magically pass through walls. Instantly, I recognized my foolish mistake as Elijah's face clouded over with fear (See why I'm uncomfortable with these characters? I'm a terrible fabricator of realistic-seeming facts, and now I've scared the bejeezus out of my kid). He did NOT like the idea of anyone "passing through walls."
What was I thinking?
Fumbling and backpedaling, my mind racing wildly, I quickly corrected myself and explained that, however, if you leave the Easter Bunny a letter telling him where to find the key, he will simply enter using the door (like any common house invader). This totally smoothed things over, and we got to work.
Elijah dictated the following letter, with conversational prompts provided by me:
Then we counted out said carrots...
...hung the letter on the outside of the door, low enough so that the Easter Bunny would certainly see it...
...and called it a night. Phew. Another litany of deception accomplished. Not sure I can keep this up for the next 5 or 6 years!