"George was a good little monkey and always very curious."
Nope, not that George.
Daddy took Billy to Build-a-Bear this morning. That would be the store where you get to make your own stuffed animal, with the cutest ones always being the most expensive. And, of course, they've got you over a barrel, since the kid picks out the animal and you can't disappoint your kid.
Here's a hint- the kids will always pick the cuter ones.
Billy picked a kitty.
They pulled out the skinned cat.
Have you done this before? Because it's actually kind of creepy. And no, I wasn't there this morning but yes I have done it before.
Then, you put a heart in your unstuffed animal and make a wish. Then they proceed to stuff the animal skin (not real animal, but it looks like a pelt anyway).
Now you have your animal. And now you get to walk through the aisle of exorbitantly prices clothes and accessories and dress your animal. I mean, you can't send them out into the world naked, can you?
Then you get to go to the computer and make the birth certificate for your animal and name it. Billy named his cat "George". Billy really liked the big orange button on the machine. That's the reset button. Daddy really didn't like the big orange button on the machine.
So, Billy came home with George in a box.
"No, Mommy. It's George's house."
Oh, right. The box has little windows cut out and pictures on it to make it look like a house. George had to stay in the box because that was his house.
It was naptime.
So, Billy went to bed with George, still in the box. Yes, my toddler it sleeping, cuddling with a cardboard box with a stuffed cat inside named George.
I think that about sums it up.