I hate to admit it, but the time has come and it must be faced: I have grown up. Well, at least grown out of the need for stuffed animals, no matter the emotional attachments to them. So, in stead of holding onto them, I have taken a few parting pictures, and will send them to DI for another generation of children to hopefully enjoy.
This is Slither. A puppet my parents gave me for Christmas. My other siblings got bug puppets . . . I don't know why I got a snake. Pretty cool, though, huh?
Ellie the Elephant was a gift from my sister. I think I was nine.
Lucky the Lion came in a balloon the summer I broke my ankle. With it was a card from my parents: "We hope you get well soon. We're not "lion!"" Corny . . . but adorable.
River came outside with me to take these pictures, and stared playing with the other animals we had accumulated. Then she stood up!