The Adventures of MOMMY BAA

Traveling can be stressful. Traveling with twin 3 year olds and all of their "stuff" can be Stress on Steroids. The kids were real "troopers" and arrived in Nantucket without incident. Enough equipment for Seal Team Six accompanied them. When all was unpacked, the favorite toy of one of them was "missing in action." OMG. Where is Mommy Baa (a sleep sheep from infancy) ?

She had been left back in Sarasota. Now this could have been "Nightmare on Elm Street" but thanks to the love, affection, and creativity of their mother, my daughter, we learned that Mommy Baa was visiting friends and would arrive the following day. I figured it would be easier to GET another sleep sheep from Amazon but it was explained to me that the kids can tell which one of their sheep is the REAL Mommy Baa just the way a mother Penguin can find her baby among all the other similar looking (to us) Penguins.

The FedEx guys brought Mommy Baa overnight and a day later, She appeared on the front door step... the joyful shouts of the rightful owner..."Mommy Baa!" could be heard a block away. This is a family tradition, this attachment to favorite stuffed animals. My daughter took Schmooey the Seal off to Harvard. Maybe that's the origin of one of my many emotional problems. After all the moves we made around the country, I can't find Peckadabobble anywhere. Now if only we had FedEx back then...mmmmmm.