An Easter Conundrum

So, Macy announced to me last night that she wants to get the Easter Bunny's autograph (wait, what?) because a friend at school told her that she got the Tooth Fairy's autograph. I asked her how she thought a rabbit could sign anything, but she seemed strangely unperturbed by the question.

Adding another layer of complication to the holiday is the fact that we are going to be out of town for Easter, celebrating with Donna's family in Harding, Minnesota. This has caused Macy no end of anxiety. She's not sure if she should leave her autographin' material in Fargo, as that's the last address the Easter Bunny has on file, or if she should bring it with her, relying on the Easter Bunny's well-documented magical powers to know where she is at any given moment.

Of course, the easy answer was to leave one behind and bring one along. However, Macy also can't decide if she wants an autograph in the form of a signature or a pawprint. This caused her to re-design her autograph materials to accomodate the pawprint of a sentient gift-giving rabbit of indeterminate size.

Once that hurdle was smashed, the problem of just where to leave the note was discussed. The logical place was in her room, but seven-year-old logic doesn't function on the same plane as grown-up logic. Worried that Mr. E. Bunny might visit Fargo but be in too much of a hurry to search the entire house, Macy decided to leave the note in her room but place a note in the kitchen with directions to her room for the glandular coney. This note read, "Go to the living room. When you get to the TV turn left."

This is going to be a long Easter.