When I was younger, I was a rather logical child. I knew Santa couldn't exist, so I asked my Mom and she said I was right. For whatever reason, I still believed in the Easter bunny, and my hopes came crashing down to reality when I saw my Mom bringing home the same stuff we had in our Easter baskets the next day.
When I was a child, I used to think that rabbits lay golden eggs hiding on Easter day, since in that thinking it is very funny but a strange girl's ideas.
When i was a little girl, i used to believe in the Easter bunny because the eggs were always hidden outside
When I was a child I used to believe that if we do not obey our parents, the bunny or Santa would not give us gifts. I would go to list of poorly educated children.
When I was a child, I used to believe in the Easter Bunny, as my mother always told me that the rabbit existed, and bought various gifts saying that the rabbit that brought to me.
When i was little i asked my parents if they could get me an easter basket for easter like the easter bunny but they didn't have much money and said "The easter bunny is not real" and i cried that day but i still believe in the easter bunny!
When my sister and I were little and the Easter time came around, we thought that you could give any food up for lent. My sister decided to give up fruit and vegetables for lent. That didn't go down well with mum and dad...
When I was little, I had a very strong belief in the Easter Bunny. One year, my father took my baby sister's pink bunny outfit and hung it on the clothes line then proceeded to tell me that he killed the Easter Bunny. We were going to have rabbit stew for dinner and use the pelt for coats. I cried for hours.
I used to believe that if I didn't go to sleep early on Easter, the Easter Bunny wouldn't come :(
One Easter as a child my sisters and I each got one of those big chocolate bunnies. My mom told us that if we eat too much chocolate we would turn into bunnies. I excitedly started eating faster as I thought how fun it would be to actually turn into a bunny. By the end of the day I was sadly still myself.
When I was a little girl I used to believe to the easter bunny I even thought I saw him once hidding eggs in the garden and a few minutes latter I went to see my mum to tell her I saw the easter bunny and she said she believed me.
When I was a little girl I used to believe to the easter bunny I even thought I saw him once hidding eggs in the garden
Thanks to the easter bunny and the fact that it's always carrying around easter eggs, up until I was, (I'm very ashamed to admit this), 13 I believed rabbits laid eggs. Also I knew platypuses were the only mammal that laid eggs and that rabbits were infact mammals so I have know idea why I hadn't twigged. It took my dad crying with laughter telling that rabbits didn't lay eggs for me to realise.
When i was little my mom told me that the easter bunny lived on the moon and he ate all the cheese. i swear i could see him sometimes
I used to believe that if you saw the Easter Bunny, you would turn into a rabbit!
I've known Father Christmas wasn't real nearly all my life, but I used to think that the easter bunny was real. I also used to think he was green and very fast.
I used to believe that the Easter Bunny was going to eat me and take me to his layer! So when we were taking pictures with the Easter Bunny I screamed and cryed and through a HUGE fit. It was crazy.
For easter my grandmother came over, and my brother and I had to share a room. We were very young, and my brother sat up from the floor and looked up at me.
He hatched an idea that we would take pictures of the easter bunny.
My parents caught us scheming and made my brother sleep with them so we wouldn't try anything.
I used to believe that th easter bunny would get angry when you ate chocolate bunnies (I ate them anyways!)
I am the youngest of 9 children and when I was 4 years old, we went to my grandparents' house for Easter Sunday, like always, where we were supposed to get our Easter baskets. Of course, the older kids knew there was no Easter Bunny, but I had no idea. When we got there, my oldest siblings took my Easter basket and hid it. When everyone went to grab their Easter baskets and mine was missing, my brother pulled me aside and explained that the Easter Bunny was a hoax--the "bunny" was actually an Easter Turtle who delivered baskets based on the age of the recipient and, being a turtle, he was too slow to deliver mine. I cried until my parents made my siblings return my basket, but they insisted all year that the Easter Bunny was a turtle. About three weeks before Easter the next year, I started mailing letters to the Easter Turtle reminding him to please send my basket with all my brothers' and sisters'. The mail man must have thought I was crazy.