build-a-bear event

Nana took all the grand kids to Build-a-Bear Workshop for some real fun! For me it was like something out of Ripley's Believe It or Not! but the kids loved it.

First you pick out the emaciated skins of the animal you intend to adopt, love and keep for future generations.

A kitty for Lauren...

a bunny for Lilly...

and a puppy for Savannah! Savannah had a hard time touching her puppy at first. Who can help but wonder why with it's lifeless body and voice box wrapped in polyester. (That's right you can pick a sound generator to put in your pet, Nick vetoed my dino roar for S's puppy)

more poachers.

Waiting our turn (never fun).

All smiles as Rodrigo puts the "guts" in our animals by inserting a steel rod into their backs as their loose limbs dangled.

Everybody gets to use the foot pedal to help push the stuffing into the limp carcasses.

Rodrigo made us all spin around, jump on one foot, kiss our... until we fell over. Some kind of good luck gesture that will keep us from loosing the expensive accessories we'll inevitably buy for these resurrected creatures. If we could get a place that does that for real pets...

Once lifelike, you can 'wash' your beloved new friend with an air hose and community brushes. Nothing says I love you like sharing germs.

But aren't the smiles all worth one little contaminated bed and runny nose?

Nana splurged and treated all the born-agains to new outfits. Lauren my dress up queen believes this is what Mohamed meant when you find inner peace.

General George Washington as pictured above may look indecent with his bum in the air, but I can assure you that he is the most mild mannered creature and only 'bites' at Savannah's request.

And so I owe my mom once again for another early bed time and 8 hour stretch. Thank you for making all the girls dreams come true. You are our bestest most funky-lovey Nana!