Adopted by the King
Adopted by the King

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Come Pet the Easter Bunny

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Last night as we were driving to dinner, Harley piped up.

“Hey Dad. Wouldn’t it be cool if when I grow up I put a sign in my yard that says ‘come rub the Easter Bunny’s ears?’ Then I could dress up as a giant Easter Bunny and let all the kids in the neighborhood come pet me!”

“Well, someone would probably call the police if you did that.”

“WHAT? WHY?”

“Because it’s creepy for a grown man to ask people to come pet him.”

“No! It would be for the kids! I’d be dressed as the Easter Bunny!”

“I know.”

I was overcome by uncontrollable giggles at the thought of my grown son dressed as a giant, egg-laying rabbit, leaving PJ to redirect Harley towards more appropriate ideas for spreading Easter cheer.

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