Easter Bunny

We took Reese to get her pictures taken with the Easter Bunny tonight.

Yes. Just Reese.

We had absolutely no intention of getting both kids pictures taken. Partially because we wanted a picture of Reese on her first Easter by herself, just like Wyatt did. But also because we knew what would happen when Wyatt saw the Easter Bunny.

Hysterics. Freaking out. As soon as we put Reese on his lap he cried. "Where Baby Sissy go? No Bunny! No Bunny!," Scream, scream, scream, scream, scream, "where Baby Sissy go? No!"

This is the same little boy who was excited 5 minutes before because he thought we were going to see Santa Claus. As soon as we pulled into the parking lot he asked if we were going to see Santa. When we got to the Easter Bunny he asked where Santa Claus was. Apparently we didn't need to answer that question because Wyatt already knew. "Santa Claus feeding the reindeer?"

Then he saw the Bunny. The exact same Bunny that he was chums with last year. This year they are not friends.

But Reese loved it. She sat on his lap, jumping up and down and clapping her hands. She was screaming too, "Da da da da da!," she had a blast!

Fortunately, this was probably everyone's last trip to see the Easter Bunny (until we have another kid and my sense of fairness prompts me to take that child as well). I'm not sure I could do a great job convincing my kids that a mysterious bunny rabbit hops around in the night bringing kids baskets full of eggs that they stole from chickens. Or something like that. Yeah, our kids aren't going to believe in the Easter Bunny....