My dad used to let him in through the front door. Easter Bunny, too. He would tell us he was on first name basis with them. :) And that’s why he always knew where the eggs were hidden, too.
My dad used to let him in through the front door. Easter Bunny, too. He would tell us he was on first name basis with them. :) And that’s why he always knew where the eggs were hidden, too.