Samantha made the trek to see the Easter Bunny today. Everything was going quite well, no long lines, Sam content in the stroller…life is good. It is now her turn, expecting a melt down, I sat her down…and nothing, couldn’t care less. So in a last ditch effort before having to make a fool of myself in the mall, a quick pinch of the cheek:
We are so proud of our little princess.
I can’t say if it was related to the Easter Bunny or not, but Samantha refused to sleep the rest of the day & part of the night. I have a theory that when the lights go out that a great big fuzzy guy with buck teeth and huge ears come in and peer over her crib threatening to pick her up again.
I not sure…I’m just saying.
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