Hi, folks! It’s Harry and I’m here with my momma. She’s the one with the squinty left eye in pictures and I’m the one with the cool blonde hair.
This past weekend was pretty cool – we drove down to South Carolina to see lots of family. I was pretty shy because Momma says I shouldn’t talk to strangers, but apparently these people are okay. (Rules are so confusing sometimes!) We stayed in a hotel and that was really awesome – the switches on the air conditioner were the best part and it was really funny to watch Momma wake up with blue lips because I turned the air way down without her suspecting!
My daddy was really sad, though. His grandma died on Saturday and Momma and Daddy cried a little – I think his heart got a boo-boo when she left. Daddy’s going to miss her a bunch and needed to go make sure his daddy didn’t have a boo-boo on his heart, so he left early to drive back home.
Then it was just me and Momma and the Easter Bunny. Which was totally weird.
I mean, I get Santa Claus. He’s real and a person and has a home. But the Easter Bunny is some jacked up mess that someone made up after they ate too many fruit snacks. A giant bunny that sneaks into my house and leaves a basket of goodies? Puh-lease. I may have been born at night, but I wasn’t born last night. I know it doesn’t exist and even if it did, my Uncle Steve would probably hunt it.
I hear he hunts wild turkeys and I’m sure he’d be willing to take out a big ol’ bunny.
But I still liked the loot he brought – a new Matchbox car and a big stuffed lamb and a bag of bunny marshmallows. Looks like I’ll be running off a sugar high for the next few weeks!