Last Christmas, my sister-in-law generously gave Little Lady a big box of hand-me-down toys from her 3 boys. It included quite an array of toys such as action figures and other toys. Little Lady, and her friends love searching through the toys for treasures. One day several months ago while doing laundry in the basement, Little Lady pulled the box off the toy shelf in search of a treasure. She stumbled upon an unlikely hero...Her Man.
A 2-inch stretchy white skeleton man.
Now, The Hubby and I named it "Man" because we didn't want to describe it as a "skeleton", and we honestly didn't think he would make it past the evening for entertainment. Well that was a mistake! (Do you know how awkward it is to be in a public place and have to lean down and ask your 2-year old where "Her Man" is? No, I didn't think so).
MONTHS later, "Man" was still sleeping with Little Lady, and traveling with us most places. Blame it on Maybe it is his stretchy body, or easy to hold arms and legs, or a million other reasons, but she latched on to him and wouldn't let go.
This brings us to several weeks ago. Little Lady had her 2 year doctor's appointment in which I knew she would receive several shots. I gathered all the artillery I had to combat the sadness - her paci, special books, her doll, and yes, Her Man. After the doctor's appointment, she was doing great, so I decided to squeeze in our weekly grocery store run to Weis. Now normally, toys and loveys STAY IN THE CAR, but this particular day called for some give and take, and Her Man went into Weis with us.
I need to interject here that I do not normally shop at Weis, but we received some coupons in the mail for the month with crazy discounts on larger orders. Being that we are about to have another human enter our household in December, I have taken advantage of these coupons to stock up on food items we use frequently. With that being said, I do not know my way around Weis as accurately as other grocery stores so sometimes it takes me awhile to find what I need. This also sometimes includes backtracking up and down aisles, or the entire store.
After making my third trip around the store, I look down and my heart stops. "Where is Your Man?" I ask Little Lady.
Her response - "I dropped him". YouWHAThim??? Where? What aisle? Oh right, you are 2, you don't know aisles. What food were we looking at when you dropped him???
I proceeded to make one more loop around the store, already anticipating how to break the news to Little Lady. I went so far as to alert a friend that we ran into that if she sees a little stretchy white skeleton in the aisles to PLEASE PICK HIM UP AND TAKE HIM HOME.
On the way home, I had to break it to Little Lady that Her Man is now sleeping at Weis. Forever.
It has been almost 3 weeks since we lost Man, and whenever he is brought up, Little Lady replies with the same statement, acknowledging he is sleeping at Weis. She doesn't seem that bothered by his absence, shocking, I know. We even took a trip back to Weis for our weekly grocery trip and no breakdowns! I don't know if that is success or if I should be worried how quickly she gets over losing priceless loveys in her life...
If your child secures a lovey, please be mindful of the name you give said lovey. Also be mindful what toys enter the store with you, as to not leave them sleeping there, forever - says the village idiot
