Oh, the parental lies

Someday, Brody's world will come crashing down. We've told him so many stories about how things happen and many of them aren't quite true. They're just the typical parental lies but now they've started to weave together. Today, he asked me how the Easter bunny gets eggs. I didn't have an answer and I told him that. Using the stories he knows from us, he told me "I know! Maybe Santa gave them to him!" ha. Whoops.