Our Christmas Bunny

Well here he is! We got up early and had a busy morning shopping for Zebedee, then headed over to our friends' home to pick him up. The boys were very excited but I don't think Zebedee shared the sentiment, that could be because he was in an ice cream Drumstick box but who knows.The boys diligently assembled Zebedee's hutch once we got home while the bunny was "secured" in his ice cream box with the assistance of a toaster stacked on top. I know this is where my parents would pipe in with the story about the time I "secured" my hamster in the cage for the night with a large stack of books piled high in the air. In the night, the hamster knocked the books down and my parents thought someone was trying to break into the house. My dad jumped out of bed and proceeded to patrol the yard with a gun. Once they discovered the perpetrator to be a hamster I was sternly warned to never stack books on the cage again.We let the little guy hop around the play room for a while and fed him apples and celery to bribe him into loving us. Jake even offered him trucks while Danny just chased him. Jake thanked God for Zebedee during his dinner pray along with fire trucks, cars, semi-trucks, tractors, tow trucks and trucks. I don't think any sort of produce will ever spoil in our house again with the bunny around. We've been trying different types of fruit and I hit the little boy jackpot with tangerines (tangeens in Danny speak). They strangely keep disappearing and I find little pieces of peel all over the house along with sticky little fingerprints on the walls. Mysterious clues indeed!