A reread today of a favourite bedtime story. First published in 1906, this story tells of a hunters wife taking her children to the woods. They are left to sleep in the shade whilst she goes off to pick mushrooms. When a mother rabbit finds them, she is shocked they are left alone so takes them home with her. Mother rabbit sews the children some nice rabbit suits and they continue as one family. Mother rabbit warns the children to watch out for the hunter. Well you might guess the mix up that nearly happens. Luckily the hunter's dog saves the day and the rabbit suited children are carried home to their mother.
We always wondered why mother left such tinies in the woods in the first place, and how after some time spent without her children she wasn't scouring the woods to find them (when they are returned to her she is knitting some socks) or why the hunter was shooting at rabbits whilst his children were missing, and would the rabbit family enjoy some sort of amnesty after this? But despite these problems, we always loved this story and as always the illustrations are exceptionally beautiful, I could look at silver birches against moss green forest floor with toddlers in rabbit suits all day, and I want the end papers as wallpaper, a repeat pattern of rabbits cleaning themselves, lovely!