Who knows what the heck I was thinking! Yesterday I was all hopped up on caffiene and in a semi-manic state and decided I must have a bunny. Something to love, to cuddle with, something cute. You know, since I cant have a baby due to my over-medicatedness.
Well, the feeling wore off at about 6:00 last night and now I'm like "gee, there's a rabbit in my living room". It's like someone hijacked my brain for a few hours and I woke up with this bunny.
When Emma got home from school and saw him, she flipped. The girls both really like him. I guess I can make the best of it.