Hippity Hoppity

Wanna know how my two sons are different? Here it is in a nutshell (or rather, an Easter egg)…

We were in the Natick Mall yesterday (I know, I know—they call it the Natick Collection now. But it's the Natick Mall. They need to get over themselves). As we strolled down the mall, we neared the area where you can get your picture taken with the Easter Bunny.

"Hey, look guys!" I said. "The Easter Bunny."

Jak-El's grip tightens on my hand and he takes a step back. "No, Mom. Can we just go? Let's just move. Can we just go?"

Dan-El, meanwhile, is fascinated. His eyes widen and he smiles and points at the bunny with glee, and then drags his dad over for a closer look.

"Mom! Let's just go!" Jak-El pleads. I take him into a nearby store.

The Easter Bunny, meanwhile, is ready to take his 2:30 break and go get his drink on, or whatever bunnies do when they go back to their bunny hole. He starts to walk away down the mall.

Dan-El is distressed. He breaks free of his father's grip and runs down the mall after the rabbit. Luckily, the husband catches Dan-El before he tackles the bunny.

Wonder what Dan-El would have done if he caught that wascally wabbit?

(Photo from Disapproving Rabbits. See link on the right. Fun site! Go visit them!)