Three bunnies, two chicks, one seal, one pig, one bear. All gone to the local Goodwill to be sold to lil’ chucklins throughout the Fishers area. These stuffs came to the kids late because I do not remember backstories or names for any of them, except maybe the seal who was known for operating one of the kids’ fan clubs. We recognize the first few stuffs the The Lad and Our Marta rec’d as ultra-young’uns. Beasley (not shown) was Aleksandrs’s first stuff, placed in his crib an hour or two after he spent an extra month hanging out in My Sweet Rib. If you have spawned any human trout you know exactly what I mean. Besides food, comfort, safety, education, Bible stories, little league sports, piano lessons, matching clothes with their siblings, baptism, circumcision (under the appropriate circumstances), car seats, walking leashes, helmets, access to grandparents, juice boxes, gluten-free tricycles, long strands of chewy sugar, Oshkosh B’Gosh clothery, animal crackers (for non-vegan tots), Dora ‘splorer videos, pacifiers, gluten-free diapers, headbands, booties, and “Daddy’s Little’ Stinker” t-shirts, what shows a parent’s love and is more memorable than Bookie’s first stuffed baboo? Nuthin! Nuthin, I tells ya!
2 Timothy 3:14-15 But as for you, continue in what you have learned and have become convinced of, because you know those from whom you learned it, and how from infancy you have known the Holy Scriptures, which are able to make you wise for salvation through faith in Christ Jesus.