Frank got a bit of a treat for Easter. He got his standard allotment of jelly beans and I added the DVD for Harry Potter's Fantastic Beasts. We missed it in the movies but rented it on pay per view. It was interesting enough (even though each of us dozed off in parts) that I bought us a personal copy.
The wing chair was occupied by its annual large scale bunny visitor. The small bunny by his side was actually a gift handmade by a volunteer and left in our room at Give Kids the World Village during our Make a Wish trip to Disney World in 2004. Alex was seventeen years old then, just under the wire for the age cutoff to be a wish recipient.
Sitting across the room in a rocker are the bunny pair I had made a long time ago when Alex was three. (Yikes, they are 27 years old!) I could not place my fingers on their spring pink and blue outfits so they are in their patriotic wear instead. Oh well, they match the chair better and they will be ready for Memorial Day, Fourth of July, Labor Day, and Veterans' Day.
The hearth is populated with a small basket of painted wooden Easter eggs, one carrot and two rabbit truffle boxes that were just to pretty to discard, and a plush bunny holding a carrot. I elected not to display all the other stuffed bunnies I have – just this one for Alex because it is holding a carrot. The tall slender bunny trio is from my days at the lab when it had a employee store. When the store closed and its wares were being liquidated, the staff were pleased I was buying the mascot family that had greeted visitors at the front desk for years and would give the bunnies a good home. See? I am not the only person who anthropomorphizes.
On a side table I have a mini tablescape with this ceramic pen and ink type figurine of a rabbit that just tickled my fancy. The magnifying glass reminds me of Alice in Wonderland and down the rabbit hole. The kisses? They are there just because it is Easter after all, the holiday of chocaholics.
In cleaning out closets I discovered a set of floating candles shaped as bunnies.
Alex loves to blow out candles so I lit and relit the five small ones throughout the afternoon. Alex enjoyed extinguishing them after cajoling us to count to three first before each whoosh of air he exhaled. Frank and I obliged and took every opportunity we could to relight them when he was distracted.
We spread them out on two plates to try to provide more of a challenge to blow them out in one try. We did not float them out of concern that the wicks might get wet and not be dry enough to relight. Are you ready? One...Two... Three...!