It started out as a peaceful Sunday morning. Then Sophie came in with her finger up inside this porcelain duck's you know what and said she couldn't get it out. I tried some soap and vaseline, but just about ripped her finger off. So Jason was called in and he brought out the big guns....some pliers.
This is Regan's duck and she was in the background crying her eyes out for her poor, mutilated duck. She said she wanted us to cut Sophie's finger off so she could get her duck back. She cried for about a half hour over this. Ahhh...my little animal rights activist.
At last we can see the finger. Jason even cut himself on his thumb with this highly dangerous fowl. I was seriously thinking we were going to have to take her to the hospital, but all's well that ends well.
Just before Halloween, Regan's class was having a party. They don't celebrate any holidays to be sensitive to all the cultures in the class blah blah blah, so they had a "wild thing" party. She had to dress up like any wild thing and she picked an elephant. She was so excited about it and I didn't want to disappoint her so I pulled out some gray fleece and made this little number one night and surprised her with it the morning of the party. She was so excited. Sophie liked sporting it as well.