Twincidents

Sunday, March 15, 2015

Bawkin' Bunny

We were just pushing our cart up to the back of a long line at the grocery store, and Ethan had already honed in on the candy.

"Mom, you should get us some of that candy. Because you never let us have candy. You always say no. So we never, ever get candy."

"Well, that's because I don't wanna get somethin' started, so you think you're gonna get candy every time we go somewhere."

"Because of you, I'll never have candy every day."

I laughed. "You're welcome."

Emma noticed some shiny eggs. "Eggs! Mom, what's a chicken say?"

"Bawk-bawk," I said.

Then, Emma noticed the bunny on the egg box. "A bunny!! Mom, what's a bunny say?"

And she looked back at me, waiting for me to do the bunny face. I never have a sound for a bunny when she wants one, so I just pucker my lips and move them up and down like a bunny. She loves it. She does the bunny face back to me, and we both smile every time. It's like our own little inside joke.

I made the bunny face but then said, "But this bunny right here says bawk-bawk-bawk like a chicken. It lays these chocolate eggs, and there's creme inside them. I never did like them. I'm not big on creme-filling."

"That bunny says bawk-bawk-bawk? Like a chicken??"

"Yes, I promise. What a silly bunny, huh?"

Ethan laughed very hard and told the man in line behind us all about the confused bunny. "This bunny thinks it's a chicken! It says bawk-bawk-bawk like a chicken! And it lays chocolate eggs!"

"Yes," the man laughed along, "the Cadbury Bunny!"

"Me. Mom, pwease. I need 5 eggs," Emma said as she pointed to the eggs.

"When I'm an adult, I'm gonna buy one of those. And one for Emma, too," said Ethan.

"Awwww, you are a sweet brother," I said.

"We would like those, Mom. They're not gross. They're yummy!"

"Oh, yeah? Well, how about I buy you and Emma both one, so you can try it for yourselves?"

"Okay!!" said Ethan.

"Yeah!!" said Emma.

When we finally got to the car, they both concentrated and worked very busily to get that shiny, smoothly wrapped foil from their prizes.

I smiled as I drove home in the complete quiet except for the "Mmmmm's" and the satisfied smacks of those little shugs in the back seat.