A Tale Of Two Bunnies

One Bunny, Two Bunny

Happy Bunny, Blue Bunny

This past Saturday we ventured out to the Bunny Trail.  It's an event put on by local businesses.  Think trick-or-treating with an Easter theme.  We had initially planned on going to the bunny trail after the kids had lunch.  But, we had a late breakfast and happened to be out and about at the time the bunny trail started, so we decided to go their first.

What used to be a small event has turned into something that nearly 1,000 people show up to.  The line was long but the kids were patient and well behaved while we waited to start the "trail".  Both of the kids were having a good time, but on the last part of the trail the traffic became "clogged" so to speak and it was very slow moving through this area.  Making matters worse, my son could see up ahead that one of the area businesses was handing out balloons and he was determined to make it there in a hurry.  The kids were becoming increasingly tired, hungry, and impatient.  Not a great combination.

At the third to last table that was set up, my son who was looking at a bunny in a cage on the floor, pinched his finger in the cage (because he didn't listen to Anthony's repeated requests to stop messing with it).  This started the meltdown of all meltdowns.  Despite our attempts to get him to calm down, he was inconsolable.  The tiredness and hunger building within him made what should have been a very small thing into a really big deal.Needless to say, we had to leave out of one of the back entrances as we didn't want to drag him screaming through a crowd of people to the main entrance. 

I had planned on taking a picture of the two of them with their bunny faces they had painted at the bunny trail, but I figured I had better do it as soon as we got home before his tears washed anymore of it away.  So that's why in this picture you have one very, very sad bunny, and one bunny totally excited about her bunny face.

Later in the day, I showed my son this picture.  I pointed to him and said "sad bunny" and then pointed to my daughter and said "happy bunny".  I said it a few times, and my son started cracking up.  For whatever reason, this was hilarious. 

I definitely don't care to experience meltdowns like the one we did and I don't particularly care to remember it, but at least it produced a totally cute photo!

Sincerely,
The-M-O-M