As a little girl, I never did quite believe in the Easter Bunny.
The Tooth Fairy made sense somehow, especially as I was told my baby teeth would be used to build their little fairy houses (also incentive to keep my teeth clean by the by). Santa Claus also had a measure of magic realness, since folklore told me Santa Claus started as Kris Kringle distributing toys at night to children in a dark land where toys were outlawed. But a huge bunny hopping around on two bunny feet instead of four with a basket hiding eggs just didn’t seem plausible even in the realm of magic. I mean what useful or altruistic purpose could the Easter Bunny possibly serve?
We did have fun colouring eggs and finding where my Mom had hid them. My Mom also always left out sweet little gifts of bunnies & duckies for my sister and me. Chocolate didn’t often enter into the equation (I’m sure both to protect my Mom’s sanity on Easter Sunday and our teeth both).
So for me the Easter Bunny has always been more about a herald to Spring in all its bunny cuteness and daffodil glory. If you’re looking for some of that cuteness and glory to gift for Easter rather than (or in addition to) chocolate, we have a great selection in stock, with the front runner being our three cotton bunnies zipped inside a carrot. So hop on down to Fulford and check it out!
