The question has finally been asked.
Dinner table. Homemade pizza on tap. I mention to Carter something about spring break being near Easter. That discussion ends. The Girl looks over to me like she'd been thinking a while about what she was going to say.
"So Mommy...is the Easter Bunny real?"
Oh no she didn't.
I look at her, act like I heard nothing and continue eating. So she asks again.
"Oh, did Mommy talking about Easter make you think about the Easter bunny?"
"Did you talk to one of your friends tonight about the Easter bunny?"
"No. I just wanted to know if he's real or if it's someone dressed up and acting like an Easter bunny."
I look at Carter for help. He's useless as he is turned around backwards laughing and wondering what my response will be. So I glance at the girl, smile and say nothing.
"Is he real?"
"Well..." I couldn't lie. I don't know what it was about that little innocent face point blank asking me a question, but I could not bring myself to lie.
"Is it someone just dressed up?" she asks again.
"Yep. How's your pizza?"
End of conversation.