The other day Taylor told us that she needed a new sheepy, but I guess I didn't realize how much she did need one till I was cleaning her room, this morning, and found all of the little pieces that are left. Taylor's sheepy, that's what she calls her sheep skin and it has stuck, was the size of Quinten's at one point and now it is in pieces. She loves it. If we let her she would take it everywhere. She loves rubbing them on her face and saying, "Oh sheepy", in her soft little voice. I smile just thinking about it. She will be all grown up and will probably still have it.
The other day Taylor told us that she needed a new sheepy, but I guess I didn't realize how much she did need one till I was cleaning her room, this morning, and found all of the little pieces that are left. Taylor's sheepy, that's what she calls her sheep skin and it has stuck, was the size of Quinten's at one point and now it is in pieces. She loves it. If we let her she would take it everywhere. She loves rubbing them on her face and saying, "Oh sheepy", in her soft little voice. I smile just thinking about it. She will be all grown up and will probably still have it.
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I know the hold that a sheepy can have over a child. We too have "lamby's" for our kids. Ethan's is in a little better shape than Taylor's but then again, we don't wash it as often. What's better - 2 big dirty pieces or lotsa little clean pieces????
you should just buy a couple sheep! it'd solve all your problems.. and when you have jimmy crazy legs you could just count them.
I think there is still a little piece of H-mo's "skin" (and by skin i mean lamby/sheepy) floating around. I don't think I was lucky enough to get one (either that or I destroyed it)
Look at those dimples, sweet:) Did she rip it up like that??
No she didn't rip it up. It has slowly fallen apart from washing it so much.
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