I just want to let you know how lucky you are. I bet there are a lot of other creatures and blankets and lovies out there that are in mourning today. Because she chose you.
She calls you Joodge.
She's been courting you for some time now, George. Carrying you around. Nursing you. Kissing you. Hugging you. Having awesome giggley conversations with you. I hope it's not too humiliating for you to be breastfed by a 1 yr old. I know you are probably old enough to be her father.
But then last night she took the leap. She brought you to bed. She even added you to the list of those who are on the coveted Night-Night list. Congratulations, George. It's a pretty great list to be on.
I want you to know that I appreciate you patience, too. I found you three years ago at a garage sale for a quarter. You were the only thing I bought at that sale. I had to have you. I thought Mr. Pants would love you right up. But I'm sure that you remember what happend. I hope it never hurt your feelings that he didn't like you and that you spent the next two years being crushed under a pile of rejected stuffed animals. I will say this, you handled yourself like a true gentleman every single time he winged you across the room and slammed you against wall. I'm impressed, George. You stayed true.
So I just have a few requests, that is, if you don't mind. My first request is the most important one. Please, George, don't ever get lost. You are one of a kind, dude and I'm pretty sure you were one of those stiff carnival prizes once. So if you wander off, I will never be able to find another you. So stay close to your girl, ok? Next, I'm gonna have to ask you to please be washable. Considering that she enjoys eating her meals with you, you need to be ready to be spaghetti-ed. I know I don't have to tell you about how she loves to dump juice on things, too. You've seen her do it and so far you've escaped that bath but I can't promise forever, man. I will try and keep you as clean as I can but I make no promises. So I'm really hoping you don't fall apart on me the first time I have to sneak you into the wash. Don't you fall apart on me, George!
So congratulations on winning the kid lottery, Joodge. Seriously, your wait for her was worth it. But you already knew that, didn't you?
Be a good lil monkey.