#8 I found this stuffed carnival prize for my son which reminded me of a story.
Some background information. A dozen or so years ago, at the State Fair in Maine, Leo won a foot high Pikachu by picking the correctly numbered floating rubber ducky. That became his inseparable companion during our week long visit at Grandma's. That is, until our final day of vacation, when it vanished (we believe the annoying neighbor kid had something to do with it). Now forget I told you that.
Flash forward two years. Leo, Kieran and I were dropping their mother off at the airport. As we left O'Hare with the youngsters snug in their carseats, Kierans little bottom lip started quivering, then a flood of tears burst forth as she exclaimed, "I miss my mom!" Leo, seeing this, got caught up in the emotional moment, started crying and yelled, "I miss my Pikachu!" |
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