"It's been heard that the Easter bunny has never been seen by anyone. What do you think of that?"
I think at 6:30 am in January that is a hard question to process. "Hmmm....."I say to Maggie "why do you think that is?" She shrugs her shoulders and runs off to make a dog sled team out of her stuffed animals. (I couldn't make this stuff up.) And herein lies the reason I love being Maggie's Mom; the random questions followed complete disinterest in the answers. Or how about the sudden attack of kisses followed by a sudden attack of surliness, all for completely inexplicable reasons. Oh, how lucky I am.
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