James did not want Pooh Bear to go in the dryer after the bear's most recent "bath." I had washed him because during a nap this weekend James peed on him (hahaha, he peed on Pooh...). James saw me toss the "Beaw" into the dryer, and immediately said "Beaw!! No!! Wet!" Puzzled, I fished out the bear, gave him to James, and watched as James laid him on the door of the dryer, proclaimed that he was, indeed, wet, and proceeded to march around the house clutching the slightly damp bear in a death grip until bathtime. By the time James went to bed, Pooh was dry, but boy did mama learn her lesson!
Also, my iPod makes a handy phone, if a certain boy wants to call "Gma House" (grandma's house). In the future, however, I will be sure to lock the iPod before James tries to call any other edifices, as he managed to change the time zone and some other settings before he got bored of his game.
Monday, October 26, 2009
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