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A couple Sundays ago, we had a visitor. This visitor came at night, and entered our house undetected. Now, I'm not sure if Dad left a key out for him, or if he talked to our apartment manager or what, but that kind of creeps me out that he could do that. Anyways, this visitor was a bunny rabbit, and I guess he's kind of a big deal. Anyways, he left some toys and candy (which Mommy would not let me eat), so I guess he's good people. Everything in the basket was bright and colorful...unlike outside where it was grey, gloomy, and cold. What's so great about spring again? Yeah, I don't see it. Anyways, it was Easter.
That morning Mommy got me all dressed up, and Dad even tried to look nice for once. Then, right before we went to
church, in came
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Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle Mikey, and a very nice lady who was way too pleasant and attractive for Mikey to be hanging out with. We'll call her Stacey (because that's her name). We all loaded in a couple cars and drove of to St. Francis, where Father
MacDougal does his little song and dance. After that, we went to brunch. For those of you who do not know, brunch is a combination of breakfast and lunch. What this means is that if you're 6 months or younger, you can have a breakfast bottle or a lunch bottle. Lucky for me I'm way older than that, so I got to steal from Mommy's plate (Dad ate his too fast, so I didn't want to get a finger caught up in that). The best thing about the brunch was that all of my great grandparents came to see us. G-G Tom and G-G Betty came over from
Dearborn, and Great Grandma and Grandpa Buck came over from Kalamazoo. It's always fun to play with them. I got to sit on just about
every bodys' lap and check out the view. There were a lot of people there, but I was
definitely the cutest. Seriously.
After the feast, everyone looked real tired...EXCEPT ME! Nope, no
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time to nap, too much to do! While all of the gluttons passed out around the house with
their bellies full of ham and french toast, I decided to do a few laps around the place with Grandpa Davey. He let me get into pretty much anything I wanted to, which always makes for a good time. Finally, I wore him out, too, and it was time to say goodbye. I slept good that night.
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A couple Sundays ago, we had a visitor. This visitor came at night, and entered our house undetected. Now, I'm not sure if Dad left a key out for him, or if he talked to our apartment manager or what, but that kind of creeps me out that he could do that. Anyways, this visitor was a bunny rabbit, and I guess he's kind of a big deal. Anyways, he left some toys and candy (which Mommy would not let me eat), so I guess he's good people. Everything in the basket was bright and colorful...unlike outside where it was grey, gloomy, and cold. What's so great about spring again? Yeah, I don't see it. Anyways, it was Easter..JPG)
Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle Mikey, and a very nice lady who was way too pleasant and attractive for Mikey to be hanging out with. We'll call her Stacey (because that's her name). We all loaded in a couple cars and drove of to St. Francis, where Father MacDougal does his little song and dance. After that, we went to brunch. For those of you who do not know, brunch is a combination of breakfast and lunch. What this means is that if you're 6 months or younger, you can have a breakfast bottle or a lunch bottle. Lucky for me I'm way older than that, so I got to steal from Mommy's plate (Dad ate his too fast, so I didn't want to get a finger caught up in that). The best thing about the brunch was that all of my great grandparents came to see us. G-G Tom and G-G Betty came over from Dearborn, and Great Grandma and Grandpa Buck came over from Kalamazoo. It's always fun to play with them. I got to sit on just about every bodys' lap and check out the view. There were a lot of people there, but I was definitely the cutest. Seriously..JPG)
time to nap, too much to do! While all of the gluttons passed out around the house with their bellies full of ham and french toast, I decided to do a few laps around the place with Grandpa Davey. He let me get into pretty much anything I wanted to, which always makes for a good time. Finally, I wore him out, too, and it was time to say goodbye. I slept good that night.
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