Yesterday was a quiet, somber, rainy, blustery day. As the kids and I went about the routine of our day, a soppy brown and white bunny hopped into our backyard. He appeared to be one of the wild bunnies that roam our neighborhood out looking for protection from the rain and wind.

We stopped our readings and settled in at the window seat to watch him. As he nestled in under the protection of a green umbrella crepe myrtle canopy, he began to visibly relax. He carefully washed his face and groomed his ears, safe from the sting of the rain. He then settled down on his haunches and closed his eyes. We were captivated by this simple little neighborhood rabbit. We smiled. Watching him settled our hearts and delighted our eyes. We imagined that he was Peter Rabbit or Benjamin Bunny, lost and hiding from some mischief that he had gotten himself into. We named him/her Kildee. (We are reading Kildee House right now and it was a toss up between Jerome and Kildee and Kildee won because Caroline thought the bunny just might be a girl.)

As the rains began to lessen, Parker thought the bunny must be hungry and mentally raided our refrigerator, suggesting most of our produce as dinner options for Kildee. I pointed out the abundance of green things growing in our back yard and said Kildee would be fine. Sure enough. Just as we finished talking, Kildee emerged from his green, leafy umbrella and began munching on the smorgasbord of weeds freshly growing in our back yard. The kids were delighted and Parker commented "Our weeds are so bountiful that Kildee has LOTS to eat, Yea!"

Hmmmm. Bountiful weeds...somehow they sound better when you phrase it that way.