Ode to Bunny

We're missing bunny. Actually, that's not true. I'm missing bunny.

Bunny has been with us for as long as S has been so we've got a little history here. Old habits are hard to break, right?

Bunny has been favored by S, and in particular, one ear has been exclusively favored. That's been his security blanket. His choice du jour of soothing mechanisms. Bunny quickly became S's most prized possession and it hardly left his mouth, yet alone his side. Favorite ear became quite well loved and well worn, and by that I mean stiff, smelly, and somewhat repugnant. But still, it's bunny we're talking about. One can still love something that you can smell from the other room, as did our precious S.

Until that day back in August while we were in Salado for the family reunion. Seems favorite ear was so well loved and well worn that it could take no more. Yep, favorite ear fell right off. You can only imagine the concern that this caused little S, and he became quite distraught. There were several rescue attempts made by Mimi and aunt Cynthia and aunt Emily. Yet none proved successful. Favorite ear was to be permanently separated from bunny.

And that is how bunny lost his special place in our family. S is still happy with his furry little single eared friend, but not in the same devoted way as before the accident. It's like he won't make the same mistake of getting too attached to that little creature only to be hurt by him again. Understandable, right?

As much as bunny offended and repelled those around him, we loved him because S loved him. And now that bunny's prominence has subsided, I find myself missing my precious blue-eyed angel hanging on to that bunny ear between his front teeth, sucking away on that thread-bare, completely soaked little ear. That short chapter of S's babyhood is now closed, and with it my heart aches. Yet another reminder of how quickly it all goes by.