It's ironic, isn't it, what a kid ends up loving?
Right now, Chickster's really enjoying a toy Husband picked out for him. He actually put it on our registry when we went shopping together while Chickster was still a bun in the oven. I wasn't sure it was something we needed.
Because who really needs a large fuzzy donkey?
Apparently, Chickster does. Of all the stuffed animals he has, Eeyore is the only one he's interested in. And boy, does he love him some Eeyore.
Since Chickster is becoming more vocal, I catch myself thinking he's saying things all the time. One thing I have imagined him vocalizing is a "word" for Eeyore, sort of like, "Eeeee." Descriptive, I know. And probably a bit delusional. But hey, that's ok. There are worse things he could say.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
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