Thanks to Legos, Gryffy has an obsession with Lord of the Rings & The Hobbit. The kid also is madly in love with our bunny, Mr. Tubbins. So we married the two ideas, and made Mr. Tubbins his very own Shire one day while Daddy was at work.
Ridiculous, I know. But we really love that bunny.
He even has a little lettuce garden, to replace our old square-foot-garden (let's admit it here--I have a black thumb). Lorelei and Gryffy have been watering the sod, and they helped pick out the green rocks and "Every Bunny Welcome" sign (after-Easter clearance at Hobby Lobby).
Mr. Tubbins loves his hobbit hole (I laid sod over a plastic bunny igloo), only it's impossible to tempt him out once he wriggles in there, escaping the yapping Next-Doors' dogs or a downpour of rain. Yes, I've spent a sleepless night in a hailstorm peering out our window, waiting for Tubbins to finally evacuate, only to bring him inside at 1:30 in the morning--stubborn bunny! But it makes my heart sing to see our bunny so bouncy and free when he's out of hiding.
Can you spy that tufty white fur tucked back in there?
Peek-a-boo!
(Now we have to work on Daddy to let us get Mr. Tubbins a companion. I'm thinking a Mr. Baggins would make a very nice, fluffy addition to our family.)
Can you spy that tufty white fur tucked back in there?
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