Saturday, February 10, 2007
Corduroy came home with Kira yesterday to spend the weekend. Corduroy is the class bear, taken from the character of the same name in children's books. Corduroy goes to visit a different child from the class just about every weekend (occasionally he stays in the classroom to recuperate). He has a travel bag with several changes of clothing, a copy of his favorite book (all about him, of course), and his journal, which each child uses to write or draw pictures about their adventures together.
Corduroy is a very old bear, he's been around a long time. I hadn't seen him since Mark was in the first grade. It is a VERY big deal to bring Corduroy home. Kira is very excited and she and Corduroy have had a very good time together. He even went with us to camp this afternoon, although he stayed inside while the kids were playing outside. He watched Kira play chess with her Gramp later, though. He liked camp.
Corduroy will be accompanying Kira to X's house this evening, which is a good thing. Quite frankly, between you and me and the lamppost, Corduroy kinda freaks me out a little. It's the eyes. The googly eyes. They follow you. Look, LOOK at these pictures.....he's watching me, dammit. And my imagination is just a little bit too vivid, and has been fueled by entirely too many toys-come-alive-in-a-murderous-way scenes (that clown in Poltergeist...and can anyone forget Chuckie? I flat-out refused to watch his movies, because he freaked me out just to look at him, much less let's go watch him on a killing spree). So I just don't want to be alone at night with it. I know, I know, but still. Really, look at him. Doesn't he seem just a little too innocent? A little too happy? It's like he's trying to lull me into a false sense of security just before he starts up with a chainsaw.
OK, I need to post this now, if for no other reason than Kira just came happily down the stairs and spotted the pictures and is now trying to read over my shoulder. I'm holding one hand up and waving it in front of her face as I'm twisted sideways in the chair and trying to get this done so I can post. 'Cause really, I can just see Corduroy's journal entry now. mk
Posted by markira at 5:53 PM