Yesterday at Wingfest Sydney "won" a blow-up dolphin. It is strange the way kids will attach themselves to something. She had to hold onto it the whole way home which was a problem whenever "Squeak" got too close to Jason & the squeaking noise all the way home was a little tiresome. But while I was out yesterday Brad said Sydney sat with "Squeak" & read her magazine to it. Then last night when I went in to check on her before I went to bed, I was greeted by this very cute site.
Squeak wasn't in her bed at the start of the night, but apparently someone was lonely. This morning Sydney asked me if I was the one who opened her blinds last night- I guess she did sort of wake up to the flash.
In addition to all of this, Sydney has told me repeatedly that she will never sell Squeak. She didn't seem to mind the stuff being out at the garage sale last weekend, but maybe the experience scarred her without me realizing.
