Janie, be careful with that. We
don’t want dye all over the counter. That’s better. Wow, that Easter egg really
came out nice. Good job princess.
Look, sweetheart I think
it’s time we had a talk. You’re getting older now; you’ll be a first grader
next year. As your father, I feel it is my right to tell you some facts of life
so that you’re better prepared for the world. Well, where to begin? How ‘bout Easter!
Janie, angel, you know the Easter Bunny you’re so excited to have come tonight?
Well, he’s not real. Your mother and I are the ones who fill your basket with
chocolates and treats. I know, it’s rather shocking, but this is just one of
the many terrible truths about life that you will have to face. What? Of course
you’ll still get chocolate tomorrow, but it’ll be from your mother and I. Not
some magical rabbit. Remember when your tooth fell out and you put it under
your pillow and the tooth fairy came? She’s not real either. That was me who
put the money under your pillow. And Santa? I hate to break it to you
sweetheart but he is also just a charade. There is no Santa and there’s no
magic and there’s nothing worth living for. I can see this is upsetting you,
honey, but you need to know all of this if you’re gonna survive in this world.
