November 25, 2013 at 11:41 pm , by Nick Shell
I can’t take credit for the idea to go to Build-A-Bear Workshop, just the truck ride idea.
Mommy cleverly thought of going to Build-A-Bear as a way to celebrate with not only my parents, your cousin Calla, Aunt Dana and Uncle Andrew, but also your great-grandma, who you’ve only met a few times.
Like any man shopping, you immediately identified the animal you want to stuff, a red panda, and got to work.
Sure, you were impressed by the fact you got to pump the stuffing into your red panda by pressing a foot pedal. And by getting to place the heart in your red panda yourself.
But mainly, you just wanted to build your red panda, whatever steps that entailed, to ensure the red panda was officially yours.
Meanwhile, your cousin Calla enjoyed the journey, evidently impressed by the many potential accessories that were available to her pink penguin.
(She ended up getting her a tutu.)
You didn’t care about clothes, scents, or sounds. You just wanted your red panda.
When it came time to name your new friend, you decided to keep things simple:
You named him “Panda.”
Sometimes when your parents plan a seemingly good idea, it doesn’t quite work out as well as it did in our minds.
However, this actually went the way it was supposed to. It was appropriate and a lot of fun.
Not to mention, it wasn’t really expensive and it was an extremely unique experience for a 3 year-old boy and his girl cousin who is 7 months younger.
From Build-A-Bear, we loaded up in the truck and made our way towards the canyon, as you snacked on some delicious sour dough bread from the Earth Fare near the mall.
And of course, “Panda” was there the whole ride across the state lines of Georgia and Alabama.
To be continued…
Disclaimer: The vehicle mentioned in this story was provided at the expense of Toyota, for the purpose of reviewing.