We had dinner at Grandma and Grandpa's, after which we had an egg hunt. Ingrid was SO excited about this, she kept asking if the Easter bunny would know we were there and not at our house. Oh, the young. The stupid, believing young. I am such a bad mom, I said "well he's not real, it's just a joke. Like Santa!" My mother in law was laughing at me. I don't sugar coat it, huh?
She got her eggs, she ate her chocolate, and she didn't seem to care one way or another if the Easter bunny was real or not!!