daddy told kids we were getting some of the zillion bags of stuffed animals in storage out to give to the fire department and police department to hand out to kids who are hurt or scared. surprisingly, this seemed to go over well. we tried to stop by the fire department, but no one answered, so we took the bags home. each child was holding on to one animal from each bag, which they were SUPPOSED to put back when we gave them away tomorrow. operative word being supposed.
8yo – the MASSIVE stuffed animal junkie – came to me a little while ago and said now that she had held bunny for a while, she just couldn’t give her up again. i told her that was not part of the deal. she didn’t say anything. a few minutes ago, she came out and said she needed to talk to daddy. she comes back and says that daddy told her it was ok for her to keep rabbit. this made me >.< except that she leaned back around the corner and said, “that was a pretty good deal daddy got me, dontcha think? and tomorrow i’m gonna pay him $2 of my allowance whether he wants it or not.” *sigh* well, what’s one more stuffed animal when you have like 50 million in the house anyway.
btw, daddy’s a sucker. just sayin.