A Brush With the E.B.

Today Lizzy and Peter dressed up in their Sunday finest to pay a visit to the E.B. This could certainly be a case study on some sort of psychological analysis, because they couldn't be more opposed in their viewpoints on the big fella. Almost as soon as we got out of the car, Peter started waving his hands and saying "No! No!" Okay, maybe he was just being contrary (not unusual for a guy quickly approaching two), but I think although he is a man of few words, he's on to us more than he let's on. Lizzy called out, "Come on, Peter!" which is usually a sure fire way to get Peter to quickly chase after her. You could see his internal struggle: I want to be with Lizzy, but why does that scary bunny have to be there! Peter circled the bunny, staring at him apprehensively....not accepting any of his bribes or high-fives. Lizzy on the other hand, was quick to take the bunny's compliments and gifts and sat right next to him, smiling at the camera, chatting away. After much cajoling, a little voice in my head said, "Why are you trying to make your baby sit next to a weird bunny in a vest and glasses? It's kind of creepy, right?" We ended up ALL being in the picture, and it wasn't half bad. Peter even warmed up to the bunny, if only from a distance, waving good-bye to him. Maybe next year we'll get a smiling picture......