I suck, huh?
Anywho...the boys are so funny I had to share, so you can thank them later :oP
Wyatt is a little excited about going to England in a few weeks. Yesterday he was writing love notes to Aunty Fiona. So cute! And he pulls out this card...
The conversation goes like this...
Wyatt: Is Aunty Fiona in this picture?
Me: Yep, can you guess which one she is? She has long blonde hair.
Saxon: I see her! *looks a little confused* Why does she have a beard?
That's me, I'm fuzzy and blue
It's just the way I grew
Love being fuzzy and blue...
We had a near catastrophe this morning. We couldn't find Bebby. I knew he'd been in the car yesterday after school, and then we went to Lisa's and home. Daddy made an early morning trip to Lisa's to search for him, but no Bebby :o( We searched the house, the car, the yard, the freezer (he hangs out in there sometimes)...no Bebby. By this time we're panicking because what if he fell out in the school car park? Would someone put him in the lost and found, or would they think he was just a ratty old thing and throw him in the bin *shudder* just the thought is enough to fill us with dread. Just when a very stressed out Daddy was about to head to school to search bins, Grayson walks outside and says "There he is." And there he was. On the trampoline, but not on the mat where daddy had searched (even lifting safety pads in case he was hiding). No, Bebby was hanging over the top of the net. A more relieved family you've never seen. Bebby is almost a person. I sent Lisa a text to say we'd found him - her response? "Is he ok?". Lol. He. The blanket.
You see, Bebby is Wyatt's best friend. Has been since birth. I think I could probably count on one hand how many times he's left the house without Bebby in 5.5 years. Bebby has been to dreamworld, and Australia Zoo...and he had a wonderful time in England a couple of years ago.
He goes to school every morning (just to say goodbye!), and he waits patiently until its time to go back and pick him up every afternoon. He has his own profile on the PS3 and the Wii. We dare not sit on him ("Mummy! Get up get up! You're squishing Bebby's head!!!"). If he lets you hold him, then you know you're something pretty special. He's been the object of Show and Tell many times (although the other kids just don't appreciate him - they think he's just a blanket. Can you imagine??)
I wish we'd had the foresight to know how special Bebby was going to be. We would have bought 5 of them! Of course, by the time we realised that Bebby was "the one", they were long gone. Even so, Steff has gone into the store we bought him from at least once a week for the last 5 years "just in case" they have one there. I think it's too late now though. Bebby is Bebby. Anything else, even if it was identical, wouldn't be Bebby.
So enough words...it's picture time. Lots and lots of pictures...
Bebby's first photo's!
Bebby on holiday at Tambourine Mountain...
Napping with Daddy...
Mmmm breakfast...
Bebby makes everything better...
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And he's cheeky!
And snuggly...
Hot!
This is where he used to sleep all the time. Bebby over over shoulder, he'd rock himself to sleep...
Waiting for Daddy...
Boots and Bebby...ready to party!
Bebby meeting brand new Saxon...
And in Grandma's church in England...
Have Bebby - can sleep anywhere!
Cheeky again!
Baby Jasper...
Bebby helped him do his makeup...
I think this is my favourite...watching the boats. This is so Wyatt...
I don't care how expensive your camera was. I don't care how many of your closest friends and relatives tell you how amazing you are. I don't care if you can somehow dupe some poor sap into actually paying for your underexposed, over-photoshopped, poorly composed, out of focus CRAP. You. Are. NOT. A. Photographer.
Yes...I do feel better now. Thanks for asking :oP
