My mom took Noah and Zoe to see the Easter Bunny last night with their cousin Michael. Michael promised he wouldn’t cry this year, but Noah and Zoe agreed to no such deal. Grandma had to get in the photo with them, and Zoe still would not stop crying.
My mom also had to get in this Easter Bunny photo with me when I was about 3 years old. She said that I was scared of him and I wouldn’t go near him without her. Can you blame me? What kind of ghetto shopping mall hired this Bunny? It looks more like a fuzzy cross-eyed pig!