Events unfolded this week at the Abode like an emotional subplot straight out of Toy Story 3.5. While Jen and I were cleaning out closets and drawers in the boy's room we came across a blast from my past in the form of my childhood stuffed-animal mountain lion friend. This particular mountain lion (Pouncer is his name) hadn't seen the light of day in far too long, so I plopped him on the dresser in our room until we could determine a storage location fitting for a feline of his stature.
On the dresser is where he was perched (ready to pounce at any moment) days later when Aiden noticed him. I took Aiden's innocent, "What's that?" inquiry as an opportunity to describe at length Pouncer's extensive personal history, impressive physical abilities, and overall good friend qualifications.
Well, that's all it took. During the last few days Aiden and Pouncer have become fast friends. At sleep or play Pouncer has been a constant sidekick and companion (a perfect Hobbes to Aiden's Calvin if you will). Check it out.
Now, you may be concerned that Brady will be feeling left out that he is not recieving a priceless, heirloom stuffed-animal toy of his own. Let me stop you right there, and introduce you to another friend of mine: Racoonie. Brady, you're welcome.