Don’t read this if you don’t want to see a Shrink Wrapped Puppy…

So, maybe this is a little mean, or maybe it is just funny (as I intended it to be…)  Noah has been in potty training mode for the past couple days and he’s doing amazing with it.  You would think he was born to use a toilet.  Except he hasn’t quite figured out yet that the bowl contains water.  So, anyhow, he was doing his usual thing except this time he had Mr. bailey on the toilet with him.  Mr. Bailey happens to be his favorite stuffed animal.  I look away for literally one second, and Mr. bailey is doing the back stroke in a medium sized porclain swimming pool, equipped with “water fall”.  So, Noah accidentally sent Mr. Bailey into the “yucky water”…  

Well, what would you do?  Would you fish him out right away?  Or flush it and start fresh with some clean water?

I fished him out, for fear that more things would enter the pool.  

So, upon getting Mr. B out, I quick threw him in the sink for his mandatory clean up session.  Story goes on that Noah went the rest of the day without Mr. Bailey because he was in the wash getting fully sanitized.  Anyhow, here is where it gets fun…  for me at least.  Tiffany put together two baskets of house hold supplies to raffle off for our talent offering at church, and she went out and purchased some shrink wrap in order to make the baskets look pretty.  Well… I was the shrink wrapper.  I’ve never shrink wrapped anything before, and I need to be honest here, and let you know that this was actually pretty exciting for me.  My mind began to race thinking about all of the things that could be shrink wrapped.  And then it hit me.  What if I were to shrink wrap Mr. Bailey!  Classic.  What would Noah do?  What would he think?  So, I did it.  Now, Noah had not gotten up from his nap yet so the surprise was waiting for him when he came downstairs.

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So, he finally thought it was funny.  I had a good laugh, and Tiffany just laughed at me.  Ah well… I enjoyed it.  “Simple minds” as my grandmother would say.  

Can you remember anyone doing anything like that to you when you were little?  What was it?  Comment below…  I’d love to hear your stories!  Maybe I could even try it out with Noah or Grace.  

All in good fun, of course.

~Peter