Back when my daughter was little, her mom and I created our own version of the Easter Bunny tradition. Every year, the Easter Bunny would swing by and leave a basket filled with goodies, toys, and—of course—a big chocolate bunny.
One year, though, we completely dropped the (Easter) ball and forgot to prep. So, just hours before the big day, I dashed over to the nearest Walgreens, about half a mile away, in search of plastic eggs, treats, toys and, of course, a chocolate bunny. The only one left was a tall bunny with just one blue eye. That’s right—one. The other was mysteriously missing. I asked an employee if there were any more in the back. She smiled and said nope, this was the final survivor—but she did offer a discount for the optical casualty.
When I got home, my daughter’s mom was thrilled to see the bags of goodies… until I said, “There’s a small problem.” I pulled the bunny from the box and, without missing a beat, she said, “It’s missing an eye.”
We stared at our one-eyed chocolate friend in confusion, until we noticed something rattling inside the box. There it was—the rogue chocolate eye! With high hopes, she tried to press it back into place… but pressed a little too hard, and the eye went straight through the bunny’s face.
After a moment of stunned silence and a few belly laughs, inspiration struck—we had a toy eye patch left over from our daughter’s pirate-themed birthday party. We patched up our new bunny friend, tied an orange ribbon around his ears, and just like that, Captain Cocoa was born. Easter was saved.
