Meet Jack's family. He sleeps with them, cuddles them, and carries the whole load downstairs every morning. If he forgets, he says in a panic "UH, I FORGOT MY FAMILY!" and immediately fetches them. When I ask him what their names are, he looks at me like I'm crazy and says "nnnoooo, they are Penguin, Baby Penguin and Bear" - like naming them is such a SILLY concept. What, do kids not name their animals anymore?!?
Penguin and Bear gave us a scare recently when they woke one morning looking like they had fought the battle of Gettysburg overnight (an unfortunate side affect of Jack's dry, winter bloody nose.) What do we do about this? Throw them away? Give them a good scrub? Give them a bath? Bear was the worst and actually spent some time in the laundry room garbage - until I retrieved him and decided to tackle the challenge. After a lot of scrubbing and a nice long bath Bear and Penguin were saved! Jack's family was reunited at last - and he was one happy Daddy!
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