Enchanted with Bunnies

We went to see "Enchanted." It was, by far, the best movie I have seen in a long time. Delightful. Funny, sweet, charming, inspiring, exciting, and dear. The performance delivered by Amy Adams (who played Giselle, the animated princess who comes to real life New York City) was amazing. I can't think of another actress who could have put out this kind of joy, this kind of untrammeled cheer and goodness, without it seeming tongue in cheek or artificial. She was amazing. A joy to behold. The whole thing was wonderful. We all loved it, laughed, beamed, and cheered. This was Disney animation poking fun at itself, and it was sweet, silly, and good-natured poking. It made the Shrek trilogy seem kind of snarky and mean. They even put in a big green ogre and he was a nice ogre. And... to top it all off... it was a musical. SIGH. Beauty.

After the movie, we went here:

Yes, the pet store. Because someone has given up her binkies:

Someone who is now the proud owner of a rabbit:

The rabbit, need I point out, is also the proud owner of a purple cage and pink fluffy bedding. Which she has pooped on. Many times. Her name is "Giselle."