That’s how I’d sum up the girls’ meeting with the Easter Bunny on Sunday. Pure “yep, just sittin’ here on a giant rabbit, no big deal…” indifference.
I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, given how “thrilled” they were to meet Santa.
Thankfully, unlike Santa, there was no ridiculous fee to visit this toothy-grinned, oversized
rodent bunny wabbit. The fellow parents were well-behaved, despite it being a zillion degrees in the “bunny room”. The line was long(ish), but we were in and out in 30 minutes or so. Yeah, one of the girls may or may not have vomited on the floor afterwards, but overall it was a successful outing. Yay!
Of course they were all smiles AFTER the visit was over…