So I have to admit that had it not been for daycare Abbey may not have gotten to sit on the Easter Bunny's lap this year. After taking her to see Santa I had one of those "hair on the back of my neck standing on end, something doesn't feel right" kind of moments. What if this person that I'm handing my kid to is some kind of creep? I know, I'm sure these people are screened but seriously it got me thinking...what if Easter Bunnies were in short supply? What if all the "good ones" were booked? What if the one that I took her to see was the last minute fill in for a sick Easter Bunny? Is it wrong to want to ask the Easter Bunny for their driver's license, resume and immunization record? I'm letting you touch my kid for god sake...and in a lot of cases I'm paying you to do so...again, creepy.
Thankfully daycare provided the Easter Bunny for Abbey's first Easter and the Bunny was her Infant-I teacher...and I can breathe again...
I'm a little concerned that I have these thoughts about this stuff, what am I going to do when she decides that boys aren't yucky? Thankfully I have some time before that occurs, not to prepare but rather to buy a gun.
Seriously, who are you?
You have a really big head...
Mom, Dad, seriously, I'm supposed to sit here?
If you say so, I'll smile...Happy Easter!
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