Did you really believe in the Easter Bunny?

I'm so glad my adult experience of chocolate Easter bunnies was disappointing (tasted like a sort of plastic chocolate), because otherwise I'd be leaving right now to go get one. Are there any good brands of chocolate Easter bunnies?
 
Twostep said:
Do you eat their ears first?
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Naw let my little sister start at that end.

Even at that young stage of life, I knew the meaning of relative size. So after removing the foil wrappers, with smiling generosity, handed her that ears head end first. After she chawed away those bite size pieces and gave me it back to me beaming, I was more interested in the bulk mass at the bottom as we shared the bite by bite reduction towards the center. However in retrospect, I do believe she may have gained more intelligence smarts from the episode because she got to eat that head end with the (surprise to little dave) hollow brown chocolate outside shell filled with most nutritious caramel liquid inner brains. šŸ˜ø
 
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Canā€™t ever remember believing in the ā€œEasterā€ Bunny ā€¦. but Iā€™ve always had an interest in rabbits.

Would love to have a big lop-eared bunny. ā€¦ so adorableā™„ļø

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Murrmurr said:
I did. I believed in him so much, I actually saw him once. And I'm not talking about one of those dudes in a bunny suit at the mall; I saw THE Easter Bunny skipping down the road in front of our farmhouse one morning.

I was probly 4, because I hadn't started school yet. It was about 7 in the morning and I was looking out the front window while Gramps was cooking our oatmeal...he'd just come in from milking the cows. I was watching the sunrise. The window faced east, so you didn't see the sun itself come up, but I loved watching everything gradually turn more and more shimmery-gold from it, especially the new asphalt road down at the end of the property.

So, I'm watching this gradual golden miracle happen a few days before Easter when, I swear, I see a rabbit the size of a man skipping down that road across the front of our farm, from the direction of the Jacobs farm on our left, toward Jensen's ranch on our right. He wore a silky purple vest and a pink bow tie, and he was either wearing a tan hat, or that was a thick tuft of light-brown hair between his massive ears.

As he skipped along, he swung his arms in an exaggerated way, and bopped his head from side to side, as though he was skipping to music...sort of skip-dancing. And he had something in one of his hands, but I couldn't quite make it out; the farmhouse was set quite a ways back from the road. I guessed it was a basket. Looked like it could have been. And it seemed like it had some weight to it as he swung it out in front of him, so I guessed it was a full basket, and that maybe he'd just filled it with eggs from the Jacobs farm.

I turned toward the kitchen and yelled at Gramps "The Easter Bunny!! Come see the Easter Bunny, Gramps!" But by the time Gramps got there and I turned back to the window, the Easter Bunny was gone! He hadn't been moving very fast, literally just toolin' on down the road, so he must have magically vanished. Just vanished into thin air. I guessed adults weren't supposed to see him.

I was so excited I was almost breathless, but I rambled off to Gramps what he looked like, and what he was wearing, and how he was sort of skip-dancing down the road in the increasing golden sunlight. And Gramps smiled down at me and tousled my hair, and said "Oatmeal's ready."
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You go Murrmurr! To the believer comes great things!

I seem to remember kind of going along with the myths for the fun of it all, but knowing at some level that we were all just pretending. I think my parents planned it that way. I was the youngest in the family and they were all probably over it by then.

When my son was about six he was afraid to go to sleep because the Tooth Fairy was expected and he really didn't want some strange woman coming into his room. So I told him she was just a story and not real at all. My husband got real mad at me for that. I think he still believed.
 
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