BUNNIES EVERYWHERE

“I love this time of year.” I said as I looked out our front window. “The forsythia is in full bloom, a hint of green is coming out on the willow trees, robins are running amuck all over the neighbor’s front yards…”

“And bunnies are everywhere!” Alex interrupted me as he came to stand next to me at the window.

“Where?” I scanned the yard but couldn’t see any.

“Turn around.” He took me by the shoulders and slowly spun me around. “The house is full of them!” He laughed.

I looked around the living room and into the dining room. He was absolutely right. “I do like to decorate with bunnies this time of year.” I admitted. “But you have to agree they’re adorable!” I went over to the three foot high white bunny standing in the corner holding a knockoff Faberge’ egg in his paw.

Alex did a head nod towards the bunny. “I think the sunglasses I put on him really helped his whole look.”

I laughed as I adjusted them to sit better on his face. “I have to agree with you on that one.” I went over to the dining room table that had a crystal bowl filled with multi-colored alabaster stone eggs. Picking one up I held it in the palm of my hand admiring the swirls of color. “It’s not just bunnies I like to display this time of year!” I held it out for Alex to see. “I’ve been collecting these since I was a teenager.”

Alex shook his head and started to laugh. “You certainly picked an unusual collection when you were a kid.”

I looked confused. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Alex took the egg out of my hand and held it up. “Exactly how many of your friends were collecting stone eggs when you were a teenager?”

I had to laugh “Probably none.” I took the egg out of his hand and placed it back in the bowl. “But that doesn’t mean I was weird for collecting them.”

Alex looked surprised. “I never said you were weird. I just said what you collected was unusual, that’s all.”

I looked over at him and sighed. “Now that I think about it most of my friends were reading Teen Beat and Tiger Beat magazines and decorating their wall with the posters they found in them.” I shrugged my shoulders and pointed at the crystal bowl on the dining room table. “While I was collecting alabaster eggs.”

Alex patted me on the shoulder. “Don’t be so hard on yourself.”

“I also collected wheat pennies and mechanical banks.” I shook my head and looked over at him. “I guess that was a little weird for a teenager.”

“Oh, come on.” He began patting me on the top of my head. “That doesn’t make you weird.”

I sighed again. “I was also making quilts and working with stained glass.”

Alex looked confused. “You were doing all that when you were a teenager?”

I sadly nodded my head.

“Well, it’s a little unusual but I still wouldn’t call it weird.” Alex looked around the living room. “When did you start collecting the bunnies?”

“That wasn’t until you and your brother were little. I wanted to decorate the house for the different seasons for you guys.”

He looked back over at the three foot bunny in the corner and I started to laugh. “You definitely would have thought I was weird if I’d gotten that when I was a teenager!” I said.

“Well,” Alex began slowly nodding his head. “That would have gotten you a maybe.”