robzidiousThe Easter Bunny came to my kindergarten class. One of my classmates said they saw him changing in the restroom, and the bunny was my dad!
When I was like 6 I recall sneaking under my parent's bed (no I'm not going there, folks so don't even think about it lol) around Easter time. I don't recall why I was under the bed but I was. Anyway, my mom was telling my dad that she had bought me an Easter basket for Easter. My world was devastated. There was no Easter bunny? Then I thought about how stupid it was to think there was this magical bunny hopping around delivering Easter baskets to kids all over the world. Thanks for the memories, mom!
Imagine how elated I was to learn that my dad was the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy! (Yes, I believed my father was a magical holiday entity. I thought it was a secret identity like a spy. So I never told anyone.)