12.10.2012

Bath Time & Drowned Cats

As previously mentioned, Della's first word has persistently been CAT. For awhile it was Kitty Cat and now it is The Cat. While she has always associated the word with the real thing, our house cats, she only recently started associating the word with pictures of cats, cartoons of cats, and of course, stuffed cats.
Last week Della discovered two forgotten stuffed cats buried in her toy bins and started carting them around, chatting with them, as if they were long lost relatives. She became so attached that when bath time came around and I attempted to separate them Della produced a heart wrenching, heartbreaking, sobbing, sadness that no momma can deny ...

...the cats went into the bath with Della. I mean really, they're stuffed cats from McDonald's happy meals that I picked up at Goodwill ... what's the harm. The sacrifice of two stuffed cats to imminent drowning resulted in 20 minutes of the BEST BATH TIME EVER!

Welcome to the tub!

Let me explain now this works ...

 One at a time I will submerge you, scrub you, and rinse you off.


Please imagine that little miss Della spent the entire 20 minutes chatting away non-stop to her cute, cuddly, drowned cats.

I love you Della ... thanks for making  me smile.

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