Bet you can’t guess what kind of animal I am referring to. While mom and I were on our walk in the fields Parker dropped a little stuffed animal he had been clinging to during his fall, and he had not let it go all day. We were too close to the end of our walk by the time I noticed it missing to turn around. We had blisters, soccer practice, and coffee to consider… priorities, people.
So, we’re going to head back out today looking for “RAWR.”
Pitiful...
And, while all animals say, “RAWR” in Parker’s opinion, he dropped his cute little bed-time bear that he was holding in this picture. Hope we can find it.
I hope so, too!!
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