Yesterday was Easter. Saturday we visited the Bunny at Arden Fair Mall. Tyler had me totally convinced it would be worth the 40 minute wait to stand in line and see the bunny. He was waving to the bunny, asking when it would be his turn to see the bunny. I made sure he understood what he was going to do when it was finally his turn. Say hi to the bunny, sit on his lap, take a picture and say 'cheese' to the camera. I was skeptical he'd actually do these things, but he was totally in agreement so I thought maybe his fear of strangers and costumed people (Santa) is coming to an end. And if worse comes to worse, I can just sit down next to the bunny, Tyler on my lap and Baby on the bunny's lap for the picture. Finally, after a dozen Girl Scout cookies for Tyler and a 15 minute break for the bunny, it was our turn. Bunny waved for Tyler to come towards him and Tyler ran to that bunny only to stop dead in his tracks just two feet away from the fuzzy bunny. Tyler crossed his arms vehemently, stomped his foot and turned his head away. This didn't even look like Tyler, I've never seen such a display of disapproval. As for my backup plan, Tyler wouldn't even consider sitting on my lap if I was going to have anything to do with that bunny. So we got a picture of Gavin and the bunny this year.

Sunday morning, Tyler went on his Easter egg hunt and found the eggs the bunny hid. He kept asking if we could go back and see the bunny. He must have sensed that my patience was worn thin on this subject because I kept trying to philosophize with him, asking why he would want to go and stand in that long line to see the bunny when he won't actually sit on the bunny's lap to take a picture. He finally gave up on asking after getting my lecture for the third time. You'd think I was the one who was full of chocolate and sugar from the Easter basket treats.