One day last week, Gracie told me she was a little rabbit.
The next day, she told me she was a little rabbit.
The third day, she told me she was a little rabbit.
The fourth day, she told me she was a little rabbit.
Clearly, a pattern was beginning to emerge.
If I called her Gracie, she corrected me by saying, "I'm not Gracie, I'm a little rabbit."
When I called her "little rabbit" she would grin from ear to ear.
She told me that we were not Morrows anymore, that we were rabbits.
I was really enjoying watching her imagination grow.
This week, it has hit a new level.
We now have Rabbit Morrow:
Rabbit Sara & Rabbit Nathan:
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