Off to the Magic House

I'm off to The Magic House with my students for a field trip. Every year at this time I think of my mother who accompanied me on one of these trips because my teacher's aide was ill. The story lady had a real bunny for the children to pet. She asked my mom to hold it and let each child stroke its fur. Well, the bunny jumped out of my mom's hands and as she bent to retreive it, the bunny hopped, then Mom hopped after it; then the bunny took another hop, and Mom hopped; all around the room she chased that rabbit and made the kids cackle and me double over in laughter. I hope they don't have a bunny today; I'm not about to do any hopping. I love these half days!