So all these years I kept him. Not out sitting out on my bed of course--I did grow up--but I kept him packed away nonetheless. He has now become Peanut's sidekick. She reads him stories while I fix her hair in the morning. She even fixes him breakfast. Usually it's some concoction of sauteed cantaloupe/bananas/pears followed with ketchup or yogurt as a chaser. If you're lucky, you might get mustard in your coffee. Yes, we might need to work on food pairings and the proper cooking techniques of fresh produce. Hey--the child can put the whole United States map together--I am not too worried about her creative
Anyhow, Pumba is her little buddy. He even gets to dress like her.
Although no warthogs were harmed during these
I think the sparkles might have been the last straw.