The following weekend we visited Ella and Reed in Lawrence. We had a blast on their tire swing, ate pizza and played with Reed's cool train set. P realized the trains were the perfect size for little BB only to find.... we had forgotten little BB at Grams' house. Big BB was no help, the child, short on sleep and out of his element, was devastated. I suggested a paper one (our typical backup plan for missing BBBs) but no dice. He needed a little BB that was "fluffy." Some crayons, glue and a cotton ball later the new little BB was happily riding to the train station.
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