Freakin' Scary Easter Bunny

Apparently my children are terrified of large, fluffy bunnies with hard glass eyes and permanent bunny grins. We attempted a traditional Easter Bunny photo on Friday - with mixed results. I dressed them in their freshly ironed Easter outfits, combed their hair, and scrubbed the peanut butter and bread crumbs from their faces before heading to Stonestown Mall. Abby was instantly smitten with the bunny, calling him "doggie" and waving emphatically (from the safety of her mother's arms). Jackson wasn't particularly interested in the bunny, but rather turned his focus to the new Lightning McQueen I had hid (unsuccessfully) in the basket of their stroller.

The new car was intended as a blatant form of bribery. Specifically, "sit on the bunny's lap and smile and you can have the car." Although Jackson was quite nervous approaching the bunny, the bribe paid off. He smiled like an angel. No amount of pleading or cajoling could convince Abby, however. She simply screamed and cried for her mom, as if the bunny's white fur was scalding her legs as she sat on his lap. Alas, here is the result... Better luck next year?