Thursday, August 18, 2016

The Yoys: Footloose

Back in 2013, I purchased two stuffed owls from the dollar bins at Target. The boys' new school mascot was an owl and this was a perfect way to introduce them to it.

Initally, as with all toys (and the plot to Toy Story), the owls were fan favorites. Until something newer and softer and shinier came along.

The owls were relegated to the stuffed animal shelf, where fun goes to die.

During the move, only one owl was unpacked. It was moved to the top of a book shelf with Mickey and Clifford where it lived until today.

What happened today you ask?

Little E rediscovered owl. They had a lovely afternoon together playing and cuddling and rekindling their relationship.

Approximately 52 seconds before I took the boys upstairs to start bedtime, this happened:

Hootie went and lost his damn foot!

My scheduled serene bedtime was replaced with a fury that matched the storms swirling outside.

IS THAT RAIN OR LITTLE E'S TEARS?

In my panic, I told Little E I would SEW the owl's foot back on tomorrow. Actually, I said I'd staple it (under my breath), but Little E hears all.

IT WON'T BE CUDDLY ANYMORE IF YOU STAPLE IT!

So I agreed to sew it back on.

Please, take the next 60 seconds to laugh your head off.

First, I need to thread a needle. Do I even have a needle to thread? I'm pretty much blind as a bat, so this only ends one way:

 
Then there is the thread. This whole process has two steps too many.

But Little E's sadness is real and deep and at this point, I'll do anything to comfort him.

So this is the end of tonight's random bed-time disaster story?

Um, I wish. 

Big E begins to frantically search for his owl that he hasn't given a thought to in ~700 days.  And he can't find it. Because I think I may have donated it to goodwill in one of my zombie cleaning binges. But honestly, I can't really recall...

Big E starts crying for his owl.

MOMMY, CAN YOU FIND MY OWL?

I MISS MY OWL!

IT REMINDS ME OF THE GOOD TIMES I HAD AT MY LAST SCHOOL!

So now I feel like the world's worst mom on so many levels.  In thirty seconds, Big E has highlighted that I threw away his owl and took him out of his school that he loved.

I gave Big E a hug and excused myself to the bathroom where I could laugh/cry in peace, because this whole scene was just way too much for me to process this late in the day. 

AMBITIOUS TO DO LIST FOR TOMORROW:

1) SEW FOOT ON OWL
2) FRANTICALLY RIP HOUSE APART FOR SECOND OWL
3) SEW WHOLE NEW OWL TO REPLACE ONE I GAVE AWAY

Good Night!




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