Sing the title to the Tum's jingle. Wasn't that fun? Ok, I'm done being goofy now!
Several months ago my mother took Ella to a store in Madison called Young at Heart. It is a doll store. Unfortunately, the owner was experiencing some health problems and was going to close the store. Ella fell in love with this baby doll and begged to get him. My mother bought it for her and declared it to be her Christmas present. Ella named him Tom. She has been awaiting Tom's arrival ever since. She nested. She got a baby bed ready for him. Picked out additional clothes. Selected toys suitable for Tom. And made a sign for all of this...it said...Tom's Stuff. When it finally came time to exchange presents with my mother, Ella was about to burst because she knew the box with her name on it contained Tom.
By the way, Tom has been going everywhere we go. He sleeps in Ella's bed with her. And Ella refers to me as grandmother. Someone send Prozac...STAT!
By the way, Tom has been going everywhere we go. He sleeps in Ella's bed with her. And Ella refers to me as grandmother. Someone send Prozac...STAT!
