Made My Day!

Pam (Miss Mint) e-mailed me this tonight. It's really something to see your name as a designer in print. I love my hobby job. :)

Phone Call from the Easter Bunny

Aiden and I were playing down in the cul-de-sac with the girls his age who live on the street earlier this afternoon when Aiden ran home for a bathroom break and was gone for several minutes too long. When he returned, he was carrying a piece of the easter candy that had been double-bagged and hidden 7 feet off the ground on a shelf in the pantry. Luckily he had waited to show me the take from his plundering and asked if he could eat it before opening it. I was already fairly put out after wrangling him all day since he got off the bus in a foul mood (although his report from school said he'd followed the rules well) and him spoiling his easter suprises was the last straw. I told Aiden that the candy was not his but was the Easter Bunny's and we'd have to talk to him about Aiden's mistake tonight. At dinner I quickly texted my dad, added a clip art image to display when he called on my iPhone and waited. About 30 minutes later my phone rang & lit up with a HUGE picture of the Easter Bunny, which I showed Aiden and he ran away. I followed Aiden and flipped it to speaker phone so he could hear the slightly nasily, carrot-munching voice of the Easter Bunny himself. The EB told Aiden that it was not okay for him to get into things that were not his and that there would be no Easter candy given until Easter. Aiden listened in pure terror, half-hiding his face at some moments and at others, staring wide-eyed at the giant clip art bunny image still showing on my iPhone and nodding silently at everything the EB was saying. He could barely mutter his answers when we asked him to confirm he understood and agreed he would not touch anything of mommy's or any Easter candy. After the Easter Bunny had addressed the issue (while pausing to excuse himself as he munched on his dinner of carrots), he reminded Aiden that he was really good friends with Santa Claus, at which time Brian had to be completely excused from the conversation and I could barely control my snickering! Aiden said good-bye and Brian walked him back for bath time while I slipped into the office and my dad and I both burst into fits of laughter while I scolded myself for not thinking to grab the camcorder. His easter bunny voice was hands-down the funniest thing I've heard all year! I gave him a play-by-play of the day's events and Aiden's terror-stricken face until I had laughed away all my frustrations and chalked the day up to being one of the most hilariously memorable parenting experiences thus far. I was informed that "Santa" can be texted any time throughout the year as well should the need arise for a phone call from him. I have the best dad EVER!!! Poor Aiden. In a shaky voice on the verge of tears he asked Heavenly Father in his prayers tonight that the Easter Bunny wouldn't take away all his candy. I felt my heart soften and decided that maybe the easter bunny can leave behind on the shelf the big pink egg containing a ring pop that was the most prized of all the candy and the one he ran down the street to ask if he could open. Perhaps then he'd know his prayers were answered while the rest of the candy resides elsewhere so I can avoid any more loot & plunder attempts. My dad was exactly right when he told me I need to be grateful for Aiden's healthy body that was able to climb up the shelves (albeit such stunts could still land him in a wheelchair) and that he's mentally healthy enough that we get to celebrate and pass on easter traditions. I guess I needed that phone call from a wise easter bunny tonight, too! Love you daddy. :)