
The night grandpa gave the girls the bunnies.

Shae showing her bunny to great-grandma.

This past Easter my Dad decided my girls needed bunnies. He thought it would help teach them responsibility. Well last week Thumper died. I made Shannon be the bad person and tell her. I couldn't bear to be the one who broke her heart. I had to be the one last time. (long story) We have already promised her come spring we will buy her a new one. This time it will be a floppy-eared bunny. The joys and sorrows that come with children are harder than I imagined.
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