The day took a huge swing for Elijah when Moriah and I stopped at our local Sheetz station after making an adoption paperwork run to the Post Office. (Sheetz if our favorite gas/food station that has good subs.) The manager of Sheetz told me that he had something for Elijah in his car. A few months back, Sheets had this lovely card-board Big-Foot on the counter selling beef jerky. Elijah is pretty impressed with the idea of Big Foot and admired the card-board figure to the point that the manager told him that he could have it when it was done working. About a week later, we stopped to check on Big Foot and he regretfully told me that a customer had spilled coffee on him and he had been thrown away. All this time later, he felt bad for Elijah and actually found one at another Sheetz and brought it "home" waiting for us to come back in.
I was able to bring card-board Big Foot home today - oh, happy, happy day! I suggested to Elijah that we could hang him up in the play room (goes perfectly with my decorating) and he said, "oh, no, I'm just going to carry him around." And he has all day. The manager also threw in a fine mug that holds at least 140 oz. of liquid. At lunch, Elijah requested chocolate milk in it; I informed him that it was a water only sort of cup. When (when, not if) it spills, it will be enough liquid to mop the kitchen floor.
Since tonight is our last night of VBS, and we were up rather early, I made Elijah take a nap. Once he was asleep, I relocated card-board Big Foot to the end of the bed, and briefly slept in his spot.
By the way, Moriah made the mistake of calling him poster Big Foot and Elijah corrected her...his name is Cardboard Big Foot.
Oh dear! That is so funny and a bit creepy. Glad it's you and not me living with that guy. The big foot, I mean. Elijah seems like a sweetie.
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