Your heart must ever cherish; some faith at any cost.
Some hope, some dream to cling to; some rainbow in the sky;
Some melody to sing to. Some service that is high.
-Harriet Du Autermont
Some children hold onto blankets; some hold onto binkies; or other things. Our Little Man holds onto lion.
Lion is a sweet stuffed animal that was given to us as a present almost 9 years ago, before my first son was born. It had a little button inside that when pressed said in the cutest little voice:
Let's go to the zoo!
There's lots to see and do.
Lion's, tigers, elephants and bears.
Even a monkey with some banana to share.
Our oldest son never really took to lion. He had other interests. But, lion became the Little Man 's everything. He is such a part of almost all that we do, my wife and I actually refer to him as our fourth child.
[House Secret: Lion has been to Disney World; but our youngest has not !].
We have spent many frantic nights ripping the house apart trying to find the lost stuffed lion -- with the Little Man yelling "WHERE IS THE LION?" We actually once purchased a spare lion -- which the Little Man rejected outright.
As you can imagine, over 9 years lion has gone through quite a lot of wear and tear. A dip in the toilet here, a drop in a mud puddle there-- and he has developed such a distinct [rancid] smell that I now jokingly refer to him as "Stinky Pete."
Okay. Now I must come clean. That is not a picture of lion. That is a picture of another lion I found on the Internet. Below is a picture of what lion looks like today-- like 5 minutes ago. I had to wrestle lion out of the Little Man's hands just to take this photo.
WARNING: THE IMAGE YOU ARE ABOUT TO SEE IS GRAPHIC IN NATURE AND IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.
I WARNED YOU!