Yep, the bunny Anna and I made from a shoebox and leftover craft materials taught Grace just about everything she needed to know. She fed Bunny letters and numbers, sang songs with Bunny, and read stories with Bunny. One day we were horrified to learn the dog loved Bunny too -- a little too much. Bunny had a big hole chewed out of her back side. Now Grace is a big girl, learning big girl things, so we haven't used Bunny much lately. It makes me a little sad.
But really the paper Bunny is only a copy of the real Bunny.
Bunny was a "welcome to the world" gift from her big brother and sister. The real Bunny has been everywhere Grace has been for the last six years and has lost quite a bit of her pinkness. When Grace turned one I realized it would be a disaster if we ever lost Bunny. So I searched every store in the metro area for a backup Bunny but never found one. We just learned to be extremely protective of Bunny. I can't count how many times I had to go hunt for Bunny at bedtime or how many times I've looked over my shoulder to make sure we weren't leaving Bunny behind in a restaurant booth.
Lest you think I'm poking fun at my child's obsession with Bunny, you should know I still have my baby blanket and my favorite stuffed raccoon, Jason, tucked away in my closet. Grace comes by it naturally.