31.03.2013 12pm
Easter was the usual family affair for us yesterday. The kids had an Easter Egg hunt at home as soon as they woke up… which was 5am yesterday! Then we went to my parents house to have another egg hunt with Erin… and we had a braai with too much food… and the kids crazily swam (the water is freezing already)
One thing that was very different yesterday however, was how I broke my son’s heart. Bradley was asking too many questions yesterday, and after he asked why all the eggs had Woolies stickers for the third time and Connor wasn’t around at the time… I decided it was time to tell him the truth.
He was shattered 🙁 I actually thought that he had worked it out, but I was clearly very wrong. He also asked me about Santa and the tooth fairy after the Easter bunny magic was shattered… and so that was explained too.
He cried for a bit, and then he was fine during the day, and came to get some help whenever Connor asked a strange question that he decided he couldn’t answer anymore. But then, last night, he started crying again when he went to bed 🙁 poor kid.
Ah shame – it’s so sad when the magic fades. Maybe it’s our fault – the grown-ups – we want to the magic to last as long as possible
Love the photos 🙂
Ewan has known for quite a while that there was no Santa – I think he started asking loads of questions heading towards Christmas 2011 and eventually I just told him everything and made him feel quite important about keeping the magic going for the little ones. He never really asked then about any of the other magic creatures, but as the events have happened he has asked me whether they’re real too… and he seems to quite like the idea that he is in on this big grown up secret.
I think I may have kinda given the game away with Claire though after this weekend… she opened up my laptop which had the word doc still open that I had created with clues for their egg treasure hunt. She started asking a zillion questions. I told her that it is the grown ups that buy and hide the eggs. She decided she was okay with that and pronounced that we bought the eggs because the Easter Bunny is really old and has retired and they’re still looking for a replacement. Also that even though some people don’t believe, she still does. She is clearly not quite ready to give up on the magic.
I hate the idea of lying to my kids… such an odd little tradition to keep, don’t you think?
Poor Bradley but be assured you kept it up for a long time. A asked a lot of questions over Christmas and we decided long ago if it gets to this and she is in Primary school we would tell the truth. Which we did , and also about the Easter bunny. ( I think she strategically keps quiet about the tooth mouse/faerie for her own good) SO this year she hid the eggs. There was still a few tears, but alas it went ok.
Aw isn’t he a sweetheart.