brooke did it. it was an accident. nevertheless, tears were shed.
i can't tell you how many nights i walk into faith's room and piggy (piggy is the name of her purple piggy bank), is "sleeping" in her beanbag chair. she even puts blankets on him. in the morning she carries him downstairs to watch tv, eat breakfast, play toys...
this time she took him potty with her. and left him there "sleeping". piggy's blanket happened to be a bath towel that brooke needed. the rest is history.
guess i'll be headed to target tomorrow to bring him back to life again.
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