It's hard to remember exactly when Abigail got super attached to Po. But it was a long time ago, and the attachment so strong that we had to get a twin Po who became known as "school Po". We wondered whether Nate would get attached to any particular stuffed buddy (other than his beloved sleep-time loveys: paci and mommy's old t-shirt). And then out of all of the stuffed animals in the house, Nate clicked with this little fella. His name is Foxy (even though he's a wolf). And he is Abby's. Uh oh.
As soon as Nate decided that he loved Foxy, Abigail decided Foxy was her favorite too. Poor Po. Poor us. What could we do but turn to eBay and find a duplicate Foxy....who arrived in the mail yesterday, spent the night in the freezer (is this really what you're supposed to do with used stuffed animals to get rid of germies?), and is now a full-on member of our family. It's hard to tell the Foxies apart, but they are both much loved.
One for each.
This makes Abby happy.
This makes Nate happy.
Very, very happy.
1-2-3, hug your foxy!
