Michealangelo

For Christmas Cian got a Michealangelo pillow pet from his very generous parents.  It was, by far, his favourite present and he has slept with Michealangelo every night since then.  He brings him into our bed with him in the morning and often, since the tiles of the bathroom can be cold in the morning, he stands on him to brush his teeth or go to the bathroom.  Michealangelo is a true blue friend.

It desperately needed to be washed and I have been telling him over the last few days that we would need to give him a "bath" in the washer before going back to Canada.

Well, yesterday Emily took care of the timing of that bath because she had a pee accident all over Michealangelo.  Keith says the fight was of epic proportions as Cian was betrayed and hurt that his beloved friend had been so horrendously defiled by his sister (who, by the way, was not the least bit sorry).

Keith promptly put him in the washer and told Cian that he would have him the following night for bed.  Later, he heard Cian talking and realized he was in the laundry room.  Michealangelo's face was pointing out of the window of the front-load washer and Cian was telling him "I love you Michealangelo" - is there really anything cuter than that?  I don't think so.

Last night Cian was a bit depressed about not having his ninja turtle and at this point Emily did feel bad enough to hug Cian and tell him everything was ok.  He permitted the monkey and platypus to be temporary placeholders and tonight he is back with his best buddy.  Cowabunga dude.