The other bunny

As previously noted, Will asked Santa for "a green rabbit" for Christmas. An oddly specific and -- well -- just plain odd request. It's not like he's particularly into rabbits. Or animals even.

This peculiar request caused me to spend an hour on amazon.com at work, making sure that such a thing as a green rabbit did, indeed, exist. You know, so Santa wouldn't have too much trouble procuring one.

But since he does have the attention span of, fittingly, a 3-year-old, I wasn't sure Santa should run out and fulfill his request just yet. It's not even mid-December, after all. I figured I should feel this one out for awhile, just to confirm that the green rabbit thing is a true desire, and not just a whim.

So the last few days, right before I put Will and Helen to bed, I've been asking Will what he wants Santa to bring for Christmas. Each time, he says a green rabbit. I ask him what he's going to do with a green rabbit. He says he will squeeze it and make it talk and asks what rabbits say. (Uh-oh, can Santa find a talking green rabbit? That's a tall request!) I tell him that rabbits are pretty quiet, which he thankfully accepts. Helen offers that rabbits hop. So Will says that's what he'll do - "I'm going to hop my rabbit!" Lots of hopping ensues. Rabbits are the topic of the evening.

So with all my questioning, it's become clear that Will does, indeed, want a green rabbit for Christmas. And guess what else? Now Helen wants a yellow one.