When I went in Jack's room to tuck him in, he looked up at me with the saddest, little face and told me he wanted Skinny Bear. When I tried to explain that we left him at school and we'd get him in the morning, he asked if I could go to school and get him. If school had been open then, I would've gone in a heartbeat. The sad face was breaking my heart, and he was so sleepy... We gave him Back-up Skinny, listened to him explain how Back-up Skinny's tail would not do, and then kissed him goodnight.
Before I went to bed, when I was arranging my pillows, I found Skinny Bear hiding under our covers. I took him immediately to Jack's room like I'd just won Mother of the Year, and quickly snuggled him under Jack's arm.
In the morning when I went in to wake Jack up, Skinny Bear was wrapped around my little boy. And Back-up Skinny? He'd been cast-off to the floor. Even in Jack's unconscious state, he could tell the difference between the real Skinny Bear and Back-Up Skinny Bear.
When Jack sat up and gave me hugs, he told me that his arm was hurting. I assumed it had fallen asleep, so I tried to give him a little arm massage. That's when he remembered that his other arm was hurting too:)
When we got downstairs, Skinny Bear in tow, Jack told me, "I think Skinny Bear wants a waffle."
I had no idea that Skinny Bear liked waffles as much as my Baby Jack! Such a smart little boy...keeps us on our toes:)
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