Rabbits Don't Lay Blue Eggs
When my daughter was three she whispered to me one night before Easter, “Don’t tell dad, but I think the Easter Bunny is really the parents.” This was the beginning of the end of all those delightful childhood myths and I was going to miss them.
When my daughter was three she whispered to me one night before Easter, “Don’t tell dad, but I think the Easter Bunny is really the parents.”
This was the beginning of the end of all those delightful childhood myths and I was going to miss them.
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