So everyone remembers the story of the Velveteen Rabbit, right? How the little boy loved the stuffed rabbit so long that it became real? Well, I think a similar process is happening in our house right now.
Alethea’s favorite stuffed animal (one of two that she sleeps with) is a little stuffed dog. The thing she seems to find most comforting about it is the way its snout feels when she chews on it. Thus, it is not the cleanliest creature around. Just like a real dog…
The other day I was holding her and she was holding her puppy and I asked her, “What’s that smell? It’s kind of like a wet dog smell.” And then I realized that the smell was a wet puppy, if you will. Just like a real dog…
This morning I told Alethea, “Today we are washing your dirty laundry and your stuffed animals are going in too.” So you see, the puppy is getting a bath. Just like a real dog…
Cute
So did the puppy dry out in time for her nap? Or did Alethea have to sleep with only stuffed animal choice #2?
Wow, a real dog! Just what Peter wanted. That was easy and painless!
Alethea doesn’t seem to care about the stuffed animals as much at nap time as at night time, so we got through it without any melt downs.
Smells like a real dog =/= an actual real dog.