Wunny Babbit

Yesterday I had some peace at the grocery store, because I only had one child with me. My bill was exponentially less than the last time I went with all 3 kids.

It wasn’t until we passed the Easter display and Oliver asked for candy. I told him the Easter Bunny was going to bring him candy in his Easter basket.I didn’t realize we’d still be talking about it every five minutes for the next 24 hours.

him: When’s Easteh?

me: In a few weeks?

him: but when?

me: a couple days before Nathan’s birthday

him: oh. (a few seconds pass) Wheh does da bunny wabbit wive?

me: I’m not sure

him: can we see him?

me: ya, we can go to the mall and get our picture taken with him.

him: oh.

We picked up Piper Ann from school after grocery shopping.

him: (PiperAnn) da wunny babbit’s coming!

Since she understands him perfectly, she knew exactly what he was talking about.

The funny thing is that he never calls him the Easter Bunny. He either calls him the Bunny Wab, the Bunny Wabbit, or gets confused and calls him wunny babbit.

April 12th, get here soon, so we can stop talking about this! Its going to be a really long 2 weeks!