Monday, July 28, 2008

Moose, Moose where are you!?!?!?




Okay so it has been a LONG time since I have washed Mr. Moose. He got a bath today. Now for you to understand how hard it is to get Mr. Moose away from Christian for 1 hour, I have been tempted to wash him at night when he is asleep and not holding on to him. Well today I said to Christian after breakfast, after he ran his Moose through his blueberry syrup," it is time for Mr. Moose to get a bath", and we went into the laundry room and I said "give moose a kiss and put him in the tub." He gave moose a kiss and then he started to put moose in the washer and then he said "NOOOO!!!!!!! " I said" Christian Moose is all sticky and he needs a bath." So together we put moose in the washer. We started it and watched moose go round and round! He keeped going into the laundry room to check and see if he was done yet. It was so cute. When he was done with the washer, we put him in the dryer. Now Christian thought that Moose was having a grand ol' time in the dryer because he keep laughing at him going round and round. Again he keeped going in to the room to see if he was done. Finally he was done and Christian came and got me and said "Mommy, MOOO!!!!!" So we went and got him and he has not let go of him since.
Moose is his lovey, He does not go
anywhere without him and God forbid we leave and forget Moose we will hear "MOOSE, MOOSE, MOOSE!!!" I was the same way with my blanklet. Mom and Grandma said that I used to bang on the washer untill my blanklet was done washing. We have front loading washer and dryer so Christian can see his friend take a swim!!! There was no banging just watching and a little crying! At least my son has a Moose that he loves and it is not a pink fluffy bunny of some sort. It is sorta manly! Right?? Here are a few pictures of him watching and waiting!!! Enjoy!
Ciao

1 comment:

Unknown said...

THAT is toooooooooo cute.... LOL I'm so glad that I took my time and found JUST THE RIGHT Mr. Moose while up in Alaska last summer. It took some doing, but judging by his connectedness to it, I did right.

Yes, lots of memories of you banging your hands on the washing machine waiting for your beloved blanket to finish washing. Honestly, it hardly ever got washed because it was just tooooooooo traumatic for you. Grandma Plaskett used to get on me for never washing your blanket... LOL