Rabbit

A few years ago we were preparing for a yard sale. We were gathering outgrown toys, clothes and other stuff no longer needed. I put with the yard sale items a large stuffed Rabbit, as in Winnie the Pooh's friend Rabbit. You see Kimmie has lots of large stuffed animals, Pooh, Piglet, Tigger, Eeyore, Rabbit, panda, Scooby-doo. They take up a lot of space and I decided that she never plays with Rabbit, so he could go. Dad was not too sure about this idea. He said it broke up the set. Usually he is all for scaling back the toys, but not this time.

We continued to prepare for the sale and I kept Rabbit in the sale items. The day before the sale we moved all the stuff to the living room where we could put it outside quickly the next morning. Kimmie became quite aggitated about all that was going on, but we kept her out of the living room.

After a while, when she continued to be aggitated, we turned her loose to go in and get whatever had her upset. It was like she was on a rescue mission. She put her head down and ran into the living room. She snatched up Rabbit and clutched him under her arm. She pivoted around and ran out of the room, past us, and didn't stop until she was safely in the family room with Rabbit and all her other treasured toys.

We still have Rabbit. We won't try that again. She may not play with him, but his presence, along with many other of her stuffed animals, brings her some comfort and security. That's important, too.

--Mom