Grandma and Grandpa F. took my cousin, Aaron, and I to see the Easter Bunny.

I was kind of scared of the Easter Bunny so Aaron held my hand so I would feel more comfortable.


It helped a little bit, but I still didn't really care for the furry guy.

The whole time I just kept thinking that I'd never seen a Bunny with a head so
unproportional to it's body.

Aaron came over for breakfast the next day, too, and we were just being characters, as usual.

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