Well, we went to see the Easter Bunny after dinner last night. There were two kids in front of us --one a tiny baby, the other was probably 4 or 5-- so we had to wait a little bit. Alison had decided that she didn't need to sit in her stroller, so we were wandering around checking out the scenery while waiting for our turn. While the picture of the little girl ahead of us was printing out we headed up to the big bunny, who was stationed inside a small gazebo. Alison got a foot away from said gazebo and would not move another inch, no matter how much we cajoled her. Finally I took a risk and just picked her up put her in the gazebo. The bunny put his hand out and she kind of petted it. So far, so good. The photographer was just about ready to take her picture and Kevin was in position right under his camera with our camera (the mall has copyrighted it's holiday scenes, so we have to buy a picture in order to be able to take our own), so I went a step further, plopped her onto the bunny's lap and held my breath. She did great. I noticed the fan that was keeping the Easter Bunny cool was blowing up the back of Alison's hair, so the bunny redirected it and was smoothing down Alison's hair when the photographer took his first picture. It looked really cute. He took one more and Kevin took three and then we were done. We bought the second picture, the one with the huge grin. It looks pretty much like this, except everyone is centered (Kevin kind of slipped at the last second, apparently).
From the Easter Bunny, we headed down to the "play" area where they have all teh little ride on toys. It was going to be Alison's first time on one of these toys. We're kind of weird in that we like to take pictures of "first" no matter how insignificant they are, so we've waited until we had the camera with us to let her ride.
As you can see, it didn't go over so well. We had to take her off the train before it was even close to being done because Alison became hysterical. She did not want to be anywhere near that thing, or any of the other rides. Next time I think we'll just let her sit in it for a while before we attempt to make it actually run.
P.S. Now that I've kind of got the hang of adding pictures, I've also added a few to "Alison's Big Day," my entry from March 15, showing her and the people she worked with in the study she was part of.
