Bunny Hats and Carrots

My grandmother crocheted me a bunny hat for Halloween when I was little. And I had a full costume sewn to go along with it, cotton tail and all. I loved that costume. I loved that hat. And a few years back my mother found the hat and brought it down for me. Since then it has lived comfortably along side Spiderman and various pirate accessories in our costume box.

But I found a recent use for my old bunny hat the other day. It seems that my four year old buys into eating his carrots when he makes believes he’s a bunny. Maybe its a variety of little boy method acting. Whatever it is, it works.

And so here he is. Convincing himself that carrots are a fabulous idea. For a bunny.

Of course he then insisted I be a silly mommy and try on my old bunny hat. Wonderful. So I suppose I have to eat my carrots now too.