Thursday, May 3, 2012
When we learned that we were going to have our first baby, our SIL sent a box of stuff. It was all used. Some of it we kept, and some we didn't.
The only thing we still have from that box of baby stuff is this posable pink panther toy. It became a joke for us to leave the Pink Panther in places where the other person would find it, but maybe not for days.
He has been in the jungle (our plants). He's been under pillows, in the shower, in cupboards, in dresser drawers, in the refrigerator, and even on a cruise (maybe my biggest Pink Panther win). He is currently hanging from the closet molding in our bedroom.
I just got thinking about how things evolve into lovespeak. I don't really know how it happened for us. It was just a game, really (and it still is). But it also means "I was thinking of you," "You mean the world to me," and "You're my best friend."
I've never liked the Pink Panther (the acted movies or the animated cartoons), but I love the Pink Panther!