Not long after we found out we were having a girl, my parents bought some cute baby girl outfits and a toy that Elvis thought was his. To be fair, it was a doll that rattled and had that stuff that makes a crinkly noise inside it, so can you really blame him?
My mom felt so awful about buying stuff for the baby and not for Elvis that the following week she stopped by and dropped off a big, soft, squeaky bunny.
He is a big fan of Bunny.
|Lounging with Bunny on his bed|
|Thank goodness for Bunny's foot. Elvis has never been a fan of the "modesty tail." ;-)|