This toddler-sized scarecrow was outside on our front porch for the fall season. When I brought it inside to store until next year, Mia (who was previously scared of it) decided to make a new friend. In the process of putting it away, (do people actually put things away right after they take them down?) I find Mia in her bedroom like this:
She drug that scarecrow in her room all by herself. I thought this was so cute and funny. I mean, she has 3 brothers to play with and, no offense, the scarecrow certainly isn't your average doll. I suppose he doesn't bite, take toys away, talk back, tattle, or argue over what to play with. Needless to say, she was sad to see him go. Luckily, I have a replacement friend who is equally quiet, submissive, and easy to get along with.
Hello Santa! See you next year scarecrow!
1 comment:
She's still scared of "The Man" at my house! Maybe if I decorate him for Christmas . . .
Nana
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