No friends, it was in the form of this....
Can't tell what's going on? Look closer...
Notice how the finger is actually inside the elephant?
Yeaaaaa..... We came out to the car from his therapy today and found that Lully had magically developed a nice rip in his back. I say magically because that was the first I saw of it. I would assume that just sitting in the car didn't make his back magically burst open, but since Charlie seemed just a dreadfully shocked and upset as I was (just kidding...about me, not him), I assume he was at least unaware of when he aided and abetted this rip happening. Or, you know, it happened magically.
Oh. My. Word. The car ride home was painful with lots of weeping and wailing over Lully's sad state. Of course half way home when I asked to look at him again, (to examine him for repairs), the rip had of course become bigger due to someone picking at it, and by the time we made it home, Charlie was pulling what can only be considered the pitiful last remains of Lully's stuffing, out of the now even larger hole. And yet while aiding and abetting Lully's growing wound, Charlie still was just as distressed and upset that Lully had a hole in him. In fact, in the brief intervals between moaning and crying on the way home, I heard Charlie in a quiet voice, comforting his beloved saying, "Iss okay Lully. Isss okay."
Be still, my melting heart.
So Lully is in for repairs tomorrow morning. Why not this afternoon you ask, since this is after all the beloved lovey? Because this is the perfect opportunity to finish gutting the darn thing, remove the rock hard broken music box that no longer works and has even given a black eye when Daddy accidentally threw Lully at an unprepared Charlie, and restuff him with fiberfill. And I don't have fiberfill. But my mother does. So tomorrow morning, I will go and restuff this grubby little elephant and we will see how much more life he actually has in him.
Oh yea, the fiberfill? He once had a belly full of fiberfill and the working music box. Overtime it seemed to unexplainably disappear as well, till it seemed that only the hard music box was left. Well, now I know why all we could feel was the music box.
We'll continue along in the magic vein and say that either the fiberfill managed to magically disappear out of Lully's belly, or somehow all that fluff managed to magically compact into the nothingness you see above. (Courtesy of Charlie very distressedly pulling all the stuffing out today in the car.)
So there is today's disaster. I knew it would happen eventually.
Also I feel like you should know that my son came up to me this morning with something in hand and said to me "you get this at Bah-fee-ahn?" And it took me a good couple minutes of staring and thinking and asking again before I figured out that he was saying "Bed Bath & Beyond".
Who knew the kid even remembered the store name? So there you go. "Bah-fee-ahn" is the new code name for BB&B. Pass it on kids.