My Bunnies

We went to "Breakfast with the Easter Bunny" on Saturday Morning.

The Easter Bunny is creepy. I don't blame the girls for being terrified. I mean, if any one of us were to come face to face with a life size rat wearing a bow tie ...that kept beckoning us to come sit on his lap, we'd run screaming the other way.

After a LOT of coaxing, a few marshmallow peeps, and a polly pocket bribe, I managed to get both a picture of the girls with the creepy bunny, AND get their faces painted. All we had to do to get Quincy to paint her face was tell her it was makeup. She sat perfectly for the lady and said "oooh my pretty sparkle makeup" every few minues.
I tried to talk the face paint ladies into putting some foundation and mascara on MY lovely Saturday Morning Face. They didn't laugh. As you can see from my still-wet hair, I clearly wasn't planning on having my picture taken. I also wasn't planning on running into a bunch of people I know. Why don't I ever bump into people when I look fabulous?

Seriously...how cute are these little bunny faces?!

I should have used the "but you are a bunny now" excuse to see if I could get Reese to eat a few carrots. She is not a fan. I might have to try that on Easter.