I remember, a long time ago, Dad was trying to convince Adam that he needed to get up to go to some priesthood session of conference that was at 7:00 in the morning and Adam told him that he couldn't go because he had an appointment. When Dad scoffed "With who??" Adam replied "Mr. Pillow."
Well. We have a Mr. Pillow at our house. It's Caleb's pillow. He won't let us put a pillowcase on it because he loves the tag. Thus, the thing is NAP-PY. Nasty and heinous and it should be BURNED.
But he sure loves Mr. Pillow.
I have no idea how I'm going to "lose" something this big...
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