What else you been lyin' to me about?

Easter 2010

Let me just tell ya...Easter was not the same around here this year. The boys think they're too old to be dressed in coordinating outfits (which they probably are). For goodness sakes...they wouldn't even stand together for me to take a picture of them, thus the seperate pictures above.

But, that's not it.

I'll have to start by telling you a little story....

One day last November Hunter came into my room early in the morning while I was getting ready for the day. The first thing out of his mouth was...."Santa's not real, is he?"

Crap.

I am NOT ready to have this conversation. He's only 9. That's not too old to believe in the big guy in the red suit, is it?

"Well honey, what do you think?"

"Well, I don't see how one man can deliver all those presents in just one night. But, there are so many movies with Santa in it, he has to be real. I now he's not though."

Then the tears started to flow.

What a great way to start the day.

The next day rolls around and Hunter and I are eating lunch. He looks over at me and says, "What else you been lying to me about?"

Really?

"Well, Hunter, what do you think?"

"I guess the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy, and Leprachauns."

Leprachauns???

Really? Since when were they real?

"Yep, you got it, sweetie. Sorry."

"I don't understand why all you adults have to lie about all that stuff!"

After threatening him with his life if he told his brother, I didn't hear anything else about it. It actually went pretty smoothly.

One down. One to go.

So Easter rolls around. Since Hunter is too big to believe in the Easter bunny, it wasn't the same putting their baskets together. I did it anyway, but just wasn't as thrilled as I usually am.

Then comes the kicker.

Ty stayed home from school with me one day because he was sick. I was in my closet picking out my clothes, and Ty comes in there to ask me a question. All of a sudden all I hear is,

"The Easter Bunny isn't real!"

...and Ty goes running out of the closet.

Crap.

Not even thinking about it, I had "hid" the baskets in my closet because the kids never go in

there. Until now, of course!

So I go and console Ty, and surprisingly, he wasn't that upset. I guess he just had to get over the initial shock and then he was over it.

Needless to say, Easter will never be the same in our house. I have no babies anymore.

They grow up way to fast.