Here comes Peter Cottontail
Hoppin' down the bunny trail,
Hippity hoppity,
Easter's on its way

This year at Christmas time I was going to be laid up from having an abdominal hysterectomy a few days before Christmas.  I knew I was going to be in no shape to be doing the Santa Claus thing, and knew that my daughter was pretty much sure there wasn't a Santa, but really wasn't ready to NOT believe.  Oh I remember when I was at that point.

So anyway, the cat was offically let out of the bag on the Santa gig, or so I thought when we had discussed just getting a Wii and games for the Wii as a family present.

"Haze" I asked her, "you do realize this means that there won't be many presents under the tree"

"But I'll still have my Santa presents" she shyly answered

"Now Hazel, come on, after all this you can't tell me you haven't figured out who Santa is" I answered, "I know you know for sure it isn't your dad!"

She laughed. 

"Yeah, but I was kind of hoping it wasn't true" was her reply.

I few days after that conversation I had decided that we all could stand just one more big present to share, and ordered us a nice sized flat screen TV.  I'm a very generous Santa.   I was telling my husband about it, and Hazel was coming into the room. 

 I said "now though, we'll also have to think of this as your birthday present, my birthday present, our Easter presents"

"Awe come on" Hazel spouts wide eyed "you mean your the Easter Bunny too?"

At which point we all burst out laughing and I said,

"do you want to know about the Tooth Fairy now?"

Here' comes Peter Cottontail
Hoppin' down the bunny trail
Hippity hoppity
Happy Easter Day.