When we first brought Cooper home, he invaded my closet, and stole an Easter Bunny. The thing is, there were two, and they were twins, one for each boy (youngest kids). No one ever thought to take Cooper’s brand new love. He took it everywhere with him, even broke his tooth on it, but we for some reason we just couldn’t find the twin to the bunny.
Today we found it in the bottom of the kids’ toy box, while looking for toys to donate!!!
WELL LOVED... frankin-bunny, stitched, and broken, and wouldn't trade the experience for the world.
Still needs mending, but hid him in bottom of Cooper's toy box!
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