As I was cleaning up after dinner and the girls were coloring, I noticed a bunny hanging out in our backyard near the slide. With the kitchen window muffling the screams of "BUNNY!" and "BE QUIET, A! YOU'LL SCARE THE BUNNY!", he felt comfortable enough to lie down with his legs splayed out in all four directions and his little cottontail sticking up in the air.
Me: Look at that bunny just maxin' and relaxin'.
A: Mack-in an re-ack-in.
E: Yeah, that bunny's Jackson and ...what did you say was his brother's name?
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love.
and did this REALLY HAPPEN??
:)
True story, MizFit. We live in an area where the squirrels, chipmunks and bunnies run free.
Ah, idyllic suburban life.
At least yours was a bunny...Did you check out what we had in our backyard?
I am laughing out loud. Priceless.
We have bunnies that used to live under the big pine tree near our home. Notice I said "used." R and G traumatized the poor rabbits so much with their chasing and unbridled glee and I fear they are now homeless.
I can't get the idyllic idea of your girls sitting quietly in their chairs coloring lovely pictures, with no fighting over crayons, no stray marks on the table, no 10 crayons rolling under the table... Don't burst my bubble if it wasn't exactly that way either!
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