The Case of the lost "Bunny"

Monday was school picture day.  Monday was also the day that I had to go to school and discipline Sam because he was being a terror.

Well, bad news.  We can't find "bunny" anywhere.  Sam seems fine.  I, on the other hand, am devastated.  I really wanted to keep "bunny" to remember Sam's favorite toy.  This morning I was looking for "bunny" for the hundredth time.  Finn asked me what I was doing.  I told him that I was looking for "bunny" but that I couldn't him.  Finn shook his head mournfully and said, "looks like Sam is never gonna be happy again."

Sam didn't seem phased at all by this little prophesy.  He stood in the kitchen eating blueberries (they were raisins - he calls everything blueberries) saying "this is what I do." AKA eat raisins.

Finn "whatever'd" me this morning.  Hard to believe this sweet little boy is old enough to "whatever" me.  He will be five (5) years old tomorrow.  Gosh.


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