Oh where oh where can he be? We can't find Blackie, Andrew's black stuffed dog. I have no idea what he has done with him. I do remember the last time I saw him. It was about a week ago or so in the late afternoon. (from about 4 till whenever Chad gets home from work can be a challenging time. The boys and I are tired of each other :), I'm trying to make supper, they are hungry...) I had set the table and Andrew was being very ornery, walking around with a fork, balancing Blackie on top of it. I did not want him walking around with the fork (have you seen the pictures of the little boy with a fork sticking out his nose!) I made him put the fork down and he was not pleased with this. He stomped off with Blackie...haven't seen him since!
That night when Andrew was getting ready for bed is when I/we realized it was missing. I asked Andrew where he was, usually he knows, but not this time. We looked for him a little bit but couldn't find him. Andrew sleeps with Blackie and several other animals. Blackie is the one that he brings out of his bed ~ like when he strolls over to our bed in the middle of the night. I really thought Blackie would have turned up by now and it is starting to make me a little crazy! :) Andrew actually wasn't all that upset that Blackie was missing. Which kind of makes me wonder that he might know where he is or that he did something with him that he shouldn't have. Who knows.
Our house isn't that big. It doesn't have that many hiding places. But we can't find Blackie.
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