So, you know how we *whispers* lost Easter Rabbit?
Well, grandma found him! Maybe not exactly him, but this one could definitely be his twin brother. When I picked Bubba up from day care this afternoon, I casually handed him to her and said ‘look who has come back from his holiday with Little Nutbrown Hare, he told me he’s had a lovely time, and he looks like he might have had a bath while he was there too’.
No bath mumma, Easter Rabbit not go in the wash! Okay then.
We came home, Easter Rabbit was introduced to his little brother and sister, and things pretty much went back to normal: Easter Rabbit being held and carried everywhere.
During dinner {when he was sitting in front of Bubba sharing hers, being fed pretend mouthfuls and getting sips of her water} my Love Bug squealed a delighted, very high-pitched squeeee then looked at me. Mumma I love my Easter Rabbit.
I know you do Love Bug. He is a very very lucky little bunny. {Even if mumma still can’t help but feel so sad for your original little furry long-eared friend.}
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Oh MJ, I love your blog. It’s become my daily ritual. I get myself a cup of tea, click on the link and read away. What a wonderful mother little love bug has!
Thanks honey! In an ideal world, thousands of people would feel the same way 😉
Bubba has a very special Grandma and Mum!
We have a very special Bubba!
It’s the mystery of the century. Solved, but not really. I wonder if the old E.B. will ever show up…..
Mumma is hopeful!
Just read the ‘losing of Easter Rabbit’ and the ‘Welcome Home Easter Rabbit’ blogs to my 82 year old grandma, and she loved them. Photos of darling Poppy, put the biggest smile on her face! Thanks for sharing!
Your lovely grandma who I have fond kitchen memories of? x
I had a rabbit growing up too. I couldn’t sleep without ‘bunny’. I had him for years and years xx