Mr. E. Bunny

Are you tired of seeing eggs yet? What's a few more? 🙂

Sunday morning, E. Bunny stopped by and left a web of crazy string around the house. At the end of each string was a small bundle of books wrapped up just for them. Oh the joy that new books bring!

It was quite possibly the quietest Sunday morning we've had for a year. Jeff and I had to go looking around many times to see why it was so peaceful. Because, you know, peace usually means trouble here.

I'd peak around a corner expecting to see wet toilet paper strung around my bedroom, but instead I'd find little bookworms curled up on my bed.

E. Bunny, I think I love you.