Growing up I had a zillion stuffed animals. I think I slept with 40 animals in my bed at night. (It's probably why I'm so allergic to dust today.) I treated my animals like they were real. I gave them baths. I made them talk. I cried when I lost one of them. Well, Jenelle seems to have that same attachment to her animal friends.
She has lots of WebKinz, a few Build-a-Bears and many other friends. She sleeps with them all in her bed. She rotates who she cuddles with each night. On occasion she has come into our room at night upset that she can't find one of her friends. So Curt or I will have to get up and locate the stuffed animal. They are usually found buried way underneath the covers.
She often arranges her friends. They have been arranged by two's, three's, seasons and talents. Sometimes I find them in odd ways. One was on a bucket. Apparently, the bucket is a bunk bed.
She bought a unicorn at the school garage sale yesterday. She introduced the unicorn to all the other stuffed animals. Some of the animals get quite mangy. They do get baths every so often in the washing machine.
Once we took the frog to Starbucks for story time. She forgot him there. Well she remembered him right at bedtime. Oh the tears! Luckily for her, my friend Angie was in the Starbucks area and picked him up for her. Maxie smelled like coffee. It's all very cute and I'm going to be a little sad when she outgrows this stage.
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