Each day when Anna goes down for a nap, a wave of panic comes over me because I miraculously have to track down all of these stuffed animals and baby's for her to sleep with. The funny thing is that she knows if one is missing. I'll think, "oh she won't notice if moose is missing," and sure enough when I'm walking out she'll say, "mom, where is moose?" It just kills me that she is so particular. I hope it is just a phase!
4 years ago
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That's a great picture. I think it must be a redhead thing. I used to be the same way with my assortment of stuffed dogs. Their names were chocolate, butterscotch, and chocolate chip (a dalmatian). Apparently I wasn't a very creative dog-namer.
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