Bumper
So Gabriella has a blanket that she sleeps with, its her bumper from her crib that I cut and sewed the ends shut.. Anyways everyday this thing is dragged everywhere and tonight, it was no where to be found i looked for 10 mins then finally told her she would have to sleep without it. She cried but what was i to do? (in my mind i thought it was in Alyssa’s room, but i wasn’t about to wake my other daughter up to search for it) So i gave her the blanket (that matches the bumper, but of course is not “The bumper”) and put her to bed, she finally gave in…. I am now just about to sit down and relax and decide to get a glass of wine out of the fridge, and what do i find? oh yes, the bumper, gross, smelly, dirty bumper in my fridge???
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Boy, I’m feeling chatty tonight! 🙂 This tale reminds me of the occasional surprises I find in my shoes, like long-lost puzzle pieces and barrettes.