Pink Fluffy Bunny

Not the game that you play with marshmallows, that is usually only fun after sleep deprivation has significantly lowered your standards, but rather this adorable little coat. Lance made fun of me for making her wear it when it was still 68 degrees outside and said I had become the over-protective mother from the Christmas story by dressing our child in so many layers that she couldn't put her arms down to her side. You remember the scene. Go ahead picture it now, and then compare it to the picture below, and it is true. You'll see a stricking resemblence, although I believe this is the cuter version. In my defense, however, she was warm. Goal achieved.