Big Giant Bunner

Yesterday morning, as I was getting me and the kids ready to go to Squirmy's two month appointment, Bug was having a giant imagination. Quite literally. There was a Big Giant Bunner (don't ask me what a Bunner is... it is the closest I can come to explaining what he was saying) in our house yesterday. Check that... there were two of them.

Back track... Bug and Rocket Scientist love to play hide and seek. Well... more like hide and tickle. They run around the apartment chasing each other and if one catches the other then tickling ensues. They have done this for months and months. Probably soon after Bug learned how to walk. I love watching it. In any case, Bug has recently started running to me for protection from Daddy. I don't know what started this, but it has happened nevertheless. I guess you could call me "home base". An imaginary bubble pops up around me, and when Bug is in my arms, nothing can get him. Not even Daddy. The only rule to this is if Bug reaches out and tickles Daddy while in the protective bubble, the bubble pops and Daddy can get him.

So, back to yesterday. Of course with a horrifying Big Giant Bunner in the house (I mean two of them) Bug would most assuredly run to me for protection. And sure enough, the bubble popped up and protected him from the Big Giant Bunners. When the Big Giant Bunners weren't looking, I coaxed Bug to get off my lap and fetch things like his pants, or his sandals, because Big Giant Bunners or no Big Giant Bunners... we had somewhere to go. He would always come running back to me with the Big Giant Bunners close on his heels. He was too fast for them which was good. I wouldn't want my cute little Bug eaten by a Big Giant Bunner...

Near the end of this excitement, Bug was about to go get something else. Maybe his shoes but I can't really remember. In any case, he seemed more nervous to go. Maybe because the Big Giant Bunners were staring right at us. I reached my finger out and said, "No Big Giant! No get my Bug!" Then Bug put his left hand up near his left shoulder and made a machine gun sound and got the Big Giant Bunners.

When we were all about ready to go, I convinced Bug to kiss the Big Giant Bunners better because they hurt. Then he gave them a hug and became good friends.

They stayed home as we went to the appointment. What would the neighbors think if they knew we had Big Giant Bunners in our apartment? They'd probably call the office and have us evicted...