Most mornings I am an oatmeal girl. It’s easy to make. It’s good for me. It’s yummy and satisfying. It’s part of my routine. And I like routine. I do well with routine. But… Morning after morning of oatmeal can get a bit repetitive.
Around our house, a bunny is not called a bunny. It is not called a rabbit. It is not called a hare or the lesser known cony. Instead this furry, long-eared, bushy-tailed, burrowing animal is fondly known as a “Hoppy”.