We waited in line playing “I-Spy” for 45 minutes to sit on the Easter Bunny’s lap at our local mall.
We opted to pay the $35 by choosing the cheapest package that gave us a CD.
They take your order BEFORE you get up to sit in his lap.
Our photos were terrible.
So terrible, I won’t even post them here.
But, it could have been worse.
I felt for the hopeful parents whose daughters were in the prettiest pastel pink ruffled dresses, with meticulously twisted, pinned and braided hair, secured with specially matched fabric hair bows.
I felt for the parents because they not only stood in line for more than an hour to find out that their children were terrified of the bunny, but now they weren’t even going to get a good photo after all that ornamental work!
The little faces of their daughters were gruesomely contorted, tears were running down their faces, drool was now blending into all the shiny sequins on the front of those little Easter cardigans.
A little boy did the “wet noodle” and used the Easter Bunny’s face as leverage to kick off in an attempted somersault over his persistent father’s head.
One determined father attempted to preserve this mandatory family photo by restraining his 3 year old daughter in a strait jacket grip using his biceps to hold her still. She took the photo screaming and looking in horror at the Easter Bunny to her right while her daddy smiled that cheesy smile.
I wonder if they paid the $35 I did.
Ah, well. It’s a sort of right of passage, I suppose.
Take this photo for instance:
That’s my little sister more than a couple of decades ago.
And is that NOT the creepiest bunny you’ve ever seen? I mean, really.
But, then again.
I think, perhaps, my dad is pretty smart.
Ugly, Deranged Zombie Bunny or not.
I’m pretty sure he snapped this shot for free.
And, he didn’t stand in any lines.
And he didn’t force us to smile.
Although, it’s troublesome that my little sis was so willing to stand next to that thing.
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
WOULD YOU STAND NEXT TO THAT THING?
HAPPY EASTER!Pin It