As Easter approaches, I’m reminded of last year’s delightful bunny tale.

My husband discovered that our son had been “borrowing” his razor.

“My mustache is getting really bad, Dad,” the fourteen year old said.

Once we wiped our eyes, and regained our composure, my husband and I decided that the child was old enough to have his own shaving supplies.

Easter was in a few days. As we assembled the baskets (and yes, our teen gets one only because his younger sister still believes in the bunny), I struggled with what on earth to put in such an old kid’s basket. Then I had an epiphany! That year, the bunny brought my teenager a shaving kit along with the assorted Peeps and chocolate eggs in his basket.

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