Given the precarious situation I found myself absent mindedly snuggled up in the other night, I am not heretofore more careful.
And this night, I choose pink bunny, which is actually a bear in a bunny suit, and one of three (bears in pink, green and purple bunny suits) that that were delivered to Luke and me by the Easter Bunny!
Luke and I share our toys really well. And there has never been a spat, not even one.
And that is because of three things.
The first one is that there were no toys available to us in the first six days of our slumber party.
And then on Night 6 (New Year's Eve), Mom brought home my trousseau!
Luke and I had already made a brotherly connection, and even though I knew the basket was mine... I allowed Luke first pick. It was the least I could do for him, since he opened up his home and him Mom to me. Right?
And actually, I very rarely play with the toys in my hope basket, but prefer those I have been given in this new life. My first life was wonderful, really it was... but here, I am Co-King, with no chance for de-throning. There is singing and there is happiness and I have more nick names than ever. Life is really all about me and my brother... THE Luke!
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