Dumb Bunny
Sep 25th, 2005 by Tana
When I was a kid and my mom was driving the car and someone in another car did something she didn’t like, she’d say, “Dumb Bunny!” Well, we have a dumb bunny at our house, though a little different kind. It’s this stuffed animal that has something inside it that makes it say “Peek-a-boo! I see you!” when you press its tummy. It’s a very dumb bunny.
Of course, Ben loves the dumb bunny. He takes it with him everywhere. He takes it all over the house. He takes it to town. He takes it to bed. And at 4 a.m. in the morning when he rolls over in his sleep, I hear “Peek-a-boo! I see you!”
My husband has asked me if I could perform surgery on the bunny. You know, take that silly thing out that makes it talk. I mean, it doesn’t seem that Ben likes the bunny because it talks. He likes it because of it’s size and how it feels – it fits perfectly in his arm as he carries it around the house. Previously the sock monkey was the toy of choice. Raggedy Andy is also a favorite, but not so noticable (perhaps because he doesn’t talk). I am sure I could do surgery on the bunny, but I hate for him to have stitches.
I could make another sock monkey – I saw one at Cracker Barrell that was machine sewn instead of hand-sewn, and I can see myself making on like that. Hand-sewing just isn’t as secure, in my humble opinion. Yes, I could add this to my list of projects. Make sock monkey. Perform surgery on dumb bunny. Fix old sock monkey. Maybe Ben’s grandma would repair the old sock monkey. She’s good at things like that.
We were in Florida last week visiting my parents. Since my dad is the one who gave Ben the dumb bunny, I was hoping to “forget” the bunny and leave it in Florida. But my dear little boy is simply too attached to it for me to actually do such a thing.
Dumb bunny! Whatever should we do with you?