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On Valentine’s Day, Joe, Grace, and I found ourselves in the grocery store.
We’d gone swimming earlier in the day, and we stopped on the way home to buy supplies for our heart-shaped pizzas.
Somewhere between the mozzarella cheese and the pepperoni, we passed a display of stuffed animals on clearance.
Who goes to the grocery store to buy stuffed animals?
Oh, that’s right.
We do.
As we passed the enormous display, Grace said, A piggy! My have always wanted a piggy!
Being the overly indulgent mother that I am, I picked up the pig and handed it to Grace.
She’s so cute, Mommy! And so soft! My love her. She’s my best friend.
We couldn’t leave Grace’s best friend in the middle of the frozen foods aisle at a grocery store, could we?
Joe thought we could. He took the pig, put it back, and we kept walking. Grace didn’t protest all that much, but I was crushed.
Her best friend!
We got to the end of the aisle, and Grace said, That piggy is all my want for Valentine’s. It’s what I just want.
“Joe, the piggy is all she just wants. It’s Valentine’s Day.”
He looked from Grace to me and back, knowing he was going to lose. He looked at both of us again and said, “If Mommy and Daddy buy that piggy for you, is it going to be stuffed in the toy box like all of your other toys?”
No, Daddy. My just love that piggy. She can sleep in my bed with me every night. She’s what I just want.
Joe looked at me. “What do you think?”
“You’re asking me?” I asked, reminding him that I was devastated when we put back a toy she wanted before Christmas (a toy she got for Christmas, mind you).
“No, of course not.” He walked back to the display and picked up the piggy.
Grace hugged and loved the piggy, and the whole way home, she said, Daddy, this piggy is what I just wanted. My love her so much.
Joe asked what the piggy’s name was, and Grace decreed it Strawberry Piggy. She’s named everything Strawberry since I came home from BlogHer last year with a Strawberry Shortcake doll.
That night, Grace used Strawberry Piggy for a pillow.
The next day, Grace took Strawberry Piggy to day care, where she used it as a pillow.
The next night, Grace slept with Strawberry Piggy.
Even now, Strawberry Piggy is never far away. They are best friends, inseparable.
Strawberry Piggy is what Grace just wanted.
Happily submitted to PhotoStory Friday, and Give Me Your Best Shot
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I swear, I really do say this after reading so many of your posts – “Awwwwwwwwww!” I even make that scrunched up awwww face. You tell sound wonderful recounts of your family stories – I love reading them!
I am so glad that story ended the way I wanted it to!!! That is too stinkin' sweet!
Thank you, Robyn
I love it! Strawberry Piggy is soo cute!
Awwwwww…What a lovely story! I want a Strawberry Piggy too now! Seriously, this would make a GREAT children's story. You need to write this for a younger audience. I think it would be a hit.
Have a wonderful weekend!
That warms my heart! So glad you didn't leave Strawberry Pig at the grocery store!
Really? Thanks so much! I almost didn't post this because I thought it was too simple and cheesy. How funny is that?
Me, too. There's no doubt that Grace has too much, but every now and then, something is really a good choice.
Thanks
What was the ending you hoped for? That we bought it or that she actually played with it?
She sounds just like MY girls when they're begging for something they “just want sooooo much!” It's usually the best friend line that gets to me too.
I'm glad that SP didn't get left behind. That would have been a tragedy!
awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! How sweet is that? Looks like she does love her Strawberry Piggy!
That is so cute! I would have been the one to put it back and my husband would have been begging me to let her have it.
So very sweet!
So very sweet!
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