Let me introduce you to Neigh Neigh.
Now, I know that this is actually a zebra
but round these parts it's known as a horse.
This nasty toy has been in our
family for four generations
as it was passed down from older cousins
to younger brothers.
It had been ignored for quite some time now
and just taking up space so,
while my mom watched Koen,
I donated Neigh Neigh
(and several other ignored toys)
to the Salvation Army.
I felt very good about myself.
Until Koen woke up from his nap screaming
for Neigh Neigh.
It was terrible...
I felt awful.
It was like the Tell-Tale heart.
So, we picked Griffin up from school
and raced to the donation drop off
to see if we could get the damn toy back.
I have never driven so fast in my life
as Koen cried for his toy in the back seat.
We arrived at the donation drop off location
and I told the guy my sad story.
Luckily, the zebra was still there.
I walked back to the car
feeling like the best mama ever
until Koen started crying even harder.
"NOT THAT NEIGH NEIGH!"
he said between sobs.
That's when I remembered
that I had also donated this little guy.
I'd like to introduce you to Neigh Neigh.
He had been collecting dust as well
so I decided to pass him on
so another child could enjoy him
So, I begrudgingly shoved the Zebra back in the car
(because now Griffin was heartbroken to lose it)
and headed back to tell the volunteer
that I actually needed the stick horse.
He was very nice about it
and chuckled as he handed it to me.
I felt like the best mama ever yet again
until Koen whimpered and said
in a sad shaky voice...
"Not that Neigh Neigh."
Then I remembered this special guy.
Let me introduce you to Neigh Neigh.
A huge lovable horse,
that is a favorite of Koen's.
I would never in a million years give him away,
and he was safe at home hidden under a blanket.
So, we put the stupid stick horse back in the car
(because they both suddenly LOVED him)
and headed home to find the beloved Neigh Neigh.
Everyone was happy.
Except me, because those damn toys
are back in the house again.
The end.
Now, I know that this is actually a zebra
but round these parts it's known as a horse.
This nasty toy has been in our
family for four generations
as it was passed down from older cousins
to younger brothers.
It had been ignored for quite some time now
and just taking up space so,
while my mom watched Koen,
I donated Neigh Neigh
(and several other ignored toys)
to the Salvation Army.
I felt very good about myself.
Until Koen woke up from his nap screaming
for Neigh Neigh.
It was terrible...
I felt awful.
It was like the Tell-Tale heart.
So, we picked Griffin up from school
and raced to the donation drop off
to see if we could get the damn toy back.
I have never driven so fast in my life
as Koen cried for his toy in the back seat.
We arrived at the donation drop off location
and I told the guy my sad story.
Luckily, the zebra was still there.
I walked back to the car
feeling like the best mama ever
until Koen started crying even harder.
"NOT THAT NEIGH NEIGH!"
he said between sobs.
That's when I remembered
that I had also donated this little guy.
I'd like to introduce you to Neigh Neigh.
He had been collecting dust as well
so I decided to pass him on
so another child could enjoy him
So, I begrudgingly shoved the Zebra back in the car
(because now Griffin was heartbroken to lose it)
and headed back to tell the volunteer
that I actually needed the stick horse.
He was very nice about it
and chuckled as he handed it to me.
I felt like the best mama ever yet again
until Koen whimpered and said
in a sad shaky voice...
"Not that Neigh Neigh."
Then I remembered this special guy.
Let me introduce you to Neigh Neigh.
A huge lovable horse,
that is a favorite of Koen's.
I would never in a million years give him away,
and he was safe at home hidden under a blanket.
So, we put the stupid stick horse back in the car
(because they both suddenly LOVED him)
and headed home to find the beloved Neigh Neigh.
Everyone was happy.
Except me, because those damn toys
are back in the house again.
The end.
10 comments:
That is so funny, I can just picture it all vividly.
bwhahahah I laugh only because I have been there a time or two myself.. mm don't miss those days at all
Ha Ha! Fabulous. We have some toys in our basement that are too young for our boys (but I haven't been able to get rid of just yet.) However, every time my littlest goes into the basement, he hauls those toys right back up. It drives me crazy!
LOL. Reminds me of the epic movie "The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada', in which Tommy Lee Jones goes on a heroic trek to bury Estrada and ends up doing so 3 times!
Oh yes, and I meant to say what a good mama you are to go on the Neigh Neigh journey for your boys' comfort.
Too funny, Leigh, and exactly illustrative of the life of a parent.
It's always good to start the day off laughing.
Thanks for making that possible...
=D
Hilarious. Sorry. About the zebra.
They never play with their toys, until you want to get rid of them. What a great test to see what toys are "keepers."
On my reader the words ran together, so I read this post mainly to find out what a "zebrabut" was....:)
Now, I know.
Oh, I love this story! They may not remember or even understand that you gave the 2 neighs away, but you will always be the hero that got them back!
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