Let me explain...
On Easter, Izzy decided she didn't like bunnies (how fitting, right??). All bunnies and even the word bunny.
Why did she throw a bunny in our sink? For some reason, Izzy thinks the sink is also known as the trash can. At even given time, you can look in our sink and find dishes, paper, pens and now bunnies.
Hopefully, Izzy will outgrow this dislike of bunnies. I would like to get a picture of her with the Easter bunny at some point in her life.