Moses

We have this basket at our house that we use for bread. When we have dinner rolls, we put a cloth in it, drop the rolls in and wrap them up. Often after we have had rolls with supper, the basket is put on the island and sits there for a couple days before being put away or used again.

Kimmie has never bothered the basket or shown any interest in it until just a few days ago. (Bread is NOT a food group she eats.) A few days ago, Kimmie paused at the basket, poked at the cloth to determine if there was anything in it, then picked it up and carried it to the table. She set it down in front of her chair. She went in the family room, rummaged around and came back with one of her little panda bears. The panda was wrapped carefully in the cloth and placed in the basket. She patted on him, kissed him, and told me to be quiet because he was sleeping.

I asked Kimmie if he was Moses. She said yes, but later changed her mind and told me he was "panda bear." She made sure he was tucked in and went off to play with something else.

One by one other family members came in the kitchen. After a while they would notice the panda bear in the basket and laugh. I continued to call him "Moses" which annoyed Kimmie. She would tell me, "No, no. Panda Bear"

That panda spent a day and a half in the basket before Kimmie retreived him. It was too cute for any of us to mess with. He fit so nicely in the basket.

--Mom