Meet the Rabbits...

"Here is Edward Bear, coming downstairs now, bump, bump, bump, on the back of his head, behind Christopher Robin. It is, as far as he knows, the only way of coming downstairs, but sometimes he feels that there really is another way, if only he could stop bumping for a moment and think of it."

 A A Milne (opening lines to Winnie the Pooh)

Emily's Edward Bear is her Rabbit...well, two Rabbits to be precise...Big and Wee Rabbit (we thought quite hard about their names).

From left to right: Big Rabbit and Wee Rabbit

She drags the Rabbits round with her wherever she goes, gripping her supreme beings fingers tightly onto them whenever the going gets tough. When she’s tired, she'll need them to get to sleep. When she’s separated from Mummy, they reassure her. When she’s frightened or upset, they comfort her. When she’s in a strange place, they help her feel at home. When she's wanting to play, they get lobbed across the room. Clever things these Rabbits. And very tolerant.

Happy Rabbits

Sleepy Rabbits

Sulky Rabbits

  

These special comforts are called transitional objects, because they help toddlers make the emotional transition from dependence to independence. And if you read the last post then you'll know we need all the help we can get with this (in)dependence transition. So the Rabbits are a great help...except when they escape. Which does happen from time to time. They've got lost in shops, museums, other people's houses, and last weekend they even made a dash for it from the bike. Funny as this may sound, it's not quite so funny when you have to cycle half way round Glasgow trying to find them again. Still, Emily loves them and that's all that matters. So there they are...Meet the Rabbits.

 Off adventuring with Big Rabbit

Found: One Wee Rabbit, discarded in the street