It’s 1:43 in the afternoon here at MHC.
I’m still in my flannel pajamas. Don’t judge me. I worked very hard yesterday and it is cold, rainy and generally yucky today.
What mischief can I get into? Hmmm…isn’t tomorrow Easter? When the Easter Bunny comes to visit? Do you think she will come here to Mockingbird Hill Cottage?
This particular Easter Bunny looks unhappy.
(I’m sensing some dissatisfaction.)
(I’m sensing some dissatisfaction.)
Oh, I’m sorry.
Am I not supposed to wake you up for my “selfish picture taking whim?”
(Yes, she said that. I’m quoting her.)
Am I not supposed to wake you up for my “selfish picture taking whim?”
(Yes, she said that. I’m quoting her.)
If looks could kill.
Well, well, well! Looks like someone has had a change of heart.
(She followed me into the den.)
Can you give me something more, Miss Scoutie Easter Bunny?
(She followed me into the den.)
Can you give me something more, Miss Scoutie Easter Bunny?
Ah, there’s that million dollar smile!
She’s emotionally and physically spent. She had to crawl in the ‘tunnel’ under my legs and take a nap.
May the Easter Bunny bring you lots of goodies!
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