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From a mother of three to you.

Thursday, January 03, 2008

My Toy Story Moment

Santa brought the boys matching stuffed puppy dogs for Christmas this year. Santa has brought a lot of stuffed animals over the years, and Alex has been firmly attached to the little brown puppy he received two years ago. He slept with it, carried it around in various boxes, bins, and bags. He's asked to take it to school several times and often it comes along for the ride and waits patiently for Alex to return. The other night, however, when I tucked Alex into bed with both "puppy" and the new guy, Alex pushed puppy off and said, "I just want to sleep with this one". I mildly reached down and retrieved his well-washed, slightly worn, well-loved puppy and placed him on the night stand. "Puppy can watch over you from here," I said. But I have to admit that inside I was crying for poor little puppy's broken stuffed doggy heart. I don't think Santa will be bringing any new stuffed animals this way for many years to come.


Blogger John Russell said...

Before I read that yours was too, my heart was crying for the poor little puppy's broken stuffed doggy heart. Kids can be so mean to poor little puppies.

I have to admit, I really like the fact that Emily is starting to play with some of my toys from when I was a kid. Its like they are happy again because someone who has the time and the boundless baby heart loves them again.

1/11/2008 8:45 PM  

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