Wascally Wabbit

Sawyer has REALLY gotten into texting these days.  Maybe I should say “texting.”  She’ll ask to send daddy a text while he’s at work and so I’ll let her type something out and “hit the blue button.”  It usually look something like this:

Dsdddvddffgffffffffffttggggygggfffr

And then she’ll tell me what it means.  Yesterday, it meant this: “Bring me home a real animal rabbit present and a real goat and a real slug sock. Eww. Or a pheasant.”

Ahem.

Well, lo and behold, our animal loving, highly connected, petting zoo keeper of a dad brought home a “surprise” for Sawyer.  (Have I mentioned that she’s got him good?  Oh, I have?  Good.)

IMG_2812He’s seems quite cute and content…until you go to pick him up.  Then, not so much.  We’ll have to work on that.

IMG_2807She loves him, can you tell?  She was seriously so excited.  The magic text worked!

IMG_2806We fed him some hay and petted on him quite a bit.

IMG_2813She introduced him to all of her kitties and then they all danced together.  I’m pretty sure 90% of all of our animals will need a shoulder replaced before they die…

IMG_2809He doesn’t have a name yet and even though I keep referring to him as “he,” I’m not even sure of that.  She wanted to name him “Pick-up Truck.”  We’ll see if that sticks.

Moral of the story: if you’re cute and sweet and send your daddy texts during the day, he’ll bring you home a rabbit!  (I guess I can be thankful it wasn’t the slug sock…)

One thought on “Wascally Wabbit”

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *