Fatherhood

The conversation was much longer, but this is the gist of it.  So, yeah… Stacy has weird preconceptions about what is permissible when it comes to plushies, toys and genders.  😉  I should note that the blanket in question was only perhaps 16”x20”ish (I guess it was bigger, originally, but it shrunk down before my earliest memories), and I did, indeed, roll her up and pretend she was a snake.  And her name was… Blanket.  I’ve always hated coming up with names.  At least I didn’t have to worry about forgetting that one.  ;P

I’ve got a fiery Phoenix of fire(!) on my shirt and Stacy’s got a map of Ireland in the colours of its flag… not that you can see it.  Go back to Fatherhood 45 and you can see it.  Kia’s wearing another grandma-made dress, this one with a pattern of blue cats which are swarming you and staring at you with their laser eyes.  It’s like Basement Cat’s congregation or something.