My sister Marsha can't remember if the events recorded here happened at Easter or on her birthday but with her permission to share, I'm posting it on her birthday.
Marsha was 4 or 5 years old and she desperately wanted a bunny -- a real, honest-to-goodness, living bunny. It was the desire of her young heart that she have a bunny of her very own to hold, hug, and enjoy. Had she told her parents this? Had she only mentioned wishing for a bunny? Did they realize the depth of her desire for a bunny?
Her father told her that he a great surprise for her. She was to wait at home and he would bring it. The anticipation must have been great,
waiting for the arrival of that precious bunny, for she was sure it would be a bunny.
The disappointment was as bitter as had been the anticipation when the great surprise brought home by her father was not a bunny but, instead, a brand new tricycle!
As far as I know there was never a bunny, at least not a living bunny, in her life. She eventually got over the disappointment and enjoyed the trike as you can see in the photo at right.
Here's to a year with no disappointments! Happy Birthday, Marsha. Love you.