16 November 2011

I'm not 5, I swear.

Although sometimes I wonder if I have a mentality of one.

Last year, I think, Spawn's father* got her one of those bears from Build-A-Bear, with a tutu dress and shoes.

My mom thought she'd get another set of clothes for the bear for the upcoming birthday next week.

While at the mall today we went into BAB. I swear I felt five years old. I wanted everything! The outfits for those stuffed animals are so cool. Their wardrobes are superior to my own. I wish I was a stuffed bear.

But, alas. xo