So, I've got my bestfriend and I trying to figure out when we're going to VA... not sure yet when, but we're definately going. And you are SOOO going to hang out with me.
I always figured I'd stop sleeping with stuft animals when I was 12, but I still have two on my bed. But then again I also have 2 boxes full in storage, and a pile on my recliner that reaches the ceiling from all the fairs we go to. I just feel bad for the kids that come over to my house, I won't let them play with them, I'm mean.
I'm just kidding, I let them play with some of them. They've messed up a few. But some of them they can't play with or if they tear them the toys will leak tiny foam balls all over the place - I know because they've ripped the head off of one of them already.