Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Your First Book

Last night at bedtime we reread the first book we ever read together. Well, that first time was more like an attempted reading, because I started crying while I was reading it. The memory of our first book together has stuck with me, so it seems like an important memory to share with grown-up Linus and Veda.

I started reading to you a couple of days after we came home from the hospital. The first book I picked up was this:


In case we lose our copy (or someone rips it apart *ahem*), it's a story about a baby bunny who tells his mother that he's going to run away, become a circus performer, become a crocus in a hidden garden, become a sailboat. The mother bunny says that she will become a tightrope walker, a gardener, the wind - whatever it takes to find her baby bunny.

With the two of you finally with me, it seemed like a big, fat metaphor. For three years I worked so desperately to find you. Just like the baby bunny, it seemed you had finally decided to say, “Shucks, I might just as well stay where I am and be your little bunny.”

I'm so glad you decided to be my bunnies.

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  1. We love this book too =) You have some adorable little bunnies. We are so very, very lucky!


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