Last night Gavin came downstairs and was unhappy because he couldn't find his stuffed "Boog Bear". I didn't take him too seriously because he isn't devoted to Boog in the sense that he has to have him every night. He will go for weeks or months without mentioning Boog, then have a spell where he sleeps with him. It's not a serious relationship...or so I thought.
This morning I came down and found this poster:
Well, to the victor go the spoils, and I was getting that hug! Mike actually took a quick break from work to come home and look for it. He wanted that hug too...but I was not going to back down on this one. Gavin hugs are pretty amazing after all. We seriously tore the house apart trying to find that thing. Just when I was thinking we would NEVER find him...I FOUND IT! I FOUND IT! I FOUND IT!! Go Jenny...go Jenny...WOOT!WOOT!!
Okay, seriously, I don't like to brag...but I totally FOUND IT! Because I was the winner and that is what winners do...they find things first. There is nothing wrong with being a loser, which I wouldn't know because I didn't lose. I won! Sorry, forgive me my indulgence. If you had been married to Mike Ramsey for ten years you would understand how nice/rare/miraculous it is to actually beat him in something...anything! And that hug was mine for the taking!!
It was a fantastic hug and boy and bear were reunited at last. What a lovely day!