My own person Easter Bunny!

I love my husband.  I love him for the obvious reasons anyone loves the person she chooses to  spend the rest of her life with.  I love him for far many reasons beyond.  But today, I love him because he is truly the best sport in the world.  During the 80+ degree, full-sun afternoon, my loving husband (and best father EVER) dressed up in a full body Easter Bunny suit, complete with full-coverage head mask (and limited breathing and sight capacity.)  You may think that a six-foot-three inch bunny would scare even the bravest of brave three-year-olds, but no... these kids LOVED him!  Even kids who were not part of our class picnic came over to have their pictures taken with him.  My children had no idea it was their father (well, the baby may have been on to him, but M surely did not know!)  
My favorite part was that he said hi to each child by name, and for some (one little girl in particular), this was the greatest treat of all.  She kept walking around saying, "the Easter Bunny even knows my name!" (in a tone fitting a 12-year-old girl infatuated with justin beiber... <sigh>).  It was precious!  
When the egg hunt was over and everyone had taken their turn for a picture (some parents included), the Easter Bunny headed out to 'hide more eggs for more children!'  Ten minutes later, M's daddy arrived, and she told him that he had just missed the Easter Bunny.  Then (and i leave these kinds of things to only a child like mine), she said, "And daddy, he has the exact same sneakers as you!"  I swear, this kid cracks me up!


So, not that i needed another reason to add to the millions i already have, but I love that Easter Bunny!  I love M & B's father!  I love my husband!