Now, before anyone gets too excited, this is NOT a “I know the Gender so I’m blogging about it” post. Sorry if anyone is disappointed. (well, kind of sorry)
My in-laws came into town yesterday, which means the Little Lady was destined to get something new this weekend. Yes — DESTINED.
Saturday, we went to a local flea market, thinking it was the weekend for our church garage sale fundraiser (it turns out it is next weekend); through the many crowded aisles and buildings we walked, stopping to look at and question the many oddities. If anyone reading this has been to Trader’s Village, you know what I mean. You can buy everything from rare antiques to rare (or not so rare) perfumes — from cow-skin rugs to churros — from belt buckles to bras. Yes, you can buy a beautiful turquoise bra . . . and if you or your significant other wants a turquoise bra with silver lame appliques, well, you can get that too.
(For the record, such a bra was NOT acquired by anyone in my family; I’m just giving examples. I promise.)
In addition to the weekend-only vendors, there are many business that have permanent buildings out there and operate 7 days a week. One of these was a little pet store — can you see where this story is going yet?
Of course, the first thing the Little Lady noticed was the “MUNNIES!” Oh, my goodness! She went nuts over them, wanting to hold them, pet them, kiss them (I drew the line at that), and feed them. Yes, the Little Lady reminded us all of the old Looney Tunes cartoon character, the Abominable Snowman: “I will hug him and squeeze him and love him and pet him, and I will call him George.”
My mother -in-law offered to buy her one as part of her Easter present. The Hubby was not thrilled with the idea. Hmm — actually, that might be a bit of an understatement. The Little Lady’s daddy did NOT want a bunny.
But, he was up against a Grandma, a pregnant woman, and a toddler who were all completely in love with the furry things. His was a lost cause.
The Little Lady picked out a sweet brown Mini-Rex male and named him “Charlie” (after her favorite cartoon show — “Charlie and Lola”). Ok, ok — it was Mommy that named him Charlie. The Little Lady just calls him “My Munny.”
She LOVES him! It is absolutely adorable — she tries to hand feed him, brings every grandparent over to look at him . The combination of the Little Lady and the bunny definitely rate a 10 on the cuteness scale. Even Daddy thinks so — even if he won’t admit it yet.
