... a grandbaby funny! This really brings back the memories. My grandson, Ethan, will be eleven months old Thursday and is quite the character - or so I hear, from 600 miles away. I was in the florist last week and saw the perfect stuffed Easter bunny, really cute, about 18" high not counting the ears, with an adorable face and the ears have wires in them so they can be bent in any direction. A little expensive but I just had to get it for Ethan's first Easter. I bought one of those very sturdy boxes at the post office, packaged up the Easter bunny, put in a cute little Easter card, a chocolate bunny and a few other goodies, filled up the gaps with Easter grass, and got it in the mail. My daughter emailed me last night that they had received the package. She said he really liked the bunny but he absolutely LOVED the box! He's at the stage where he's pulling himself up on things and that box from the post office is just the right height. He grabs the top of the box and pulls himself up to where he's standing up but sort of leaning on his hands ... and then, from the waist down, he dances! But isn't that just the way it goes! You go to all that trouble to pick out a wonderful toy and then they play with the BOX! A friend at work has a granddaughter just a week older than Ethan and a little grandson who is three. Between the two of them, they probably have $5,000 worth of toys in that house! And what do they play with the most? Their absolutely favorite 'toy'? An old plastic laundry basket! The little one gets in the laundry basket and then her big brother pulls her all around the house, both of them giggling hysterically! Reminds me of when mine were little. We'd spend hundreds of dollars on toys for birthdays or Christmas and then they'd play with the pots and pans in the bottom cabinet!