Goofy

So you all know by now that Mallory is a huge fan of Goofy.  She is always asking me to draw Goofy when we play with sidewalk chalk.  We were at my Mom’s a few weekends ago and I finally drew Goofy for her.  I was very proud of him.  : )   

Here she is with “my favorite Goofy”.   That was until her Auntie Steph gave her loads more of Goofy stuff.  Steph’s sister was into Goofy when she was younger and she brought home tons of stuff for Mallory for her Goofy birthday party.  Except – Mally has gotten attached to a few of the items.  There is a baby Goofy and a stuffed Goofy that looks just like this plastic one only bigger and not plastic.  : )  Just the other day she spotted the Goofy water bottle and has been carrying that around with her now too.  Oh and the book ‘Where’s Goofy’ which is like the books Where’s Waldo.  Steph opened that book to one of the pages to show Mallory and I kid you not, Mallory spotted Goofy within seconds and yelled with glee “Der he is!!”!  

I’m afraid Auntie Steph’s sister may have some competition over her Goofys now.  There is another little Goofy nut who is quickly claiming them as hers.  : )  Two of the Goofys have to sleep with her at night and have to come with us when we leave.  I can’t even tell you how many times we have to look at that Goofy book and find Goofy. 

It is kind of good thing she has all these other Goofys to distract her from “my favorite goofy” (pictured in the pictures) because Goofy was left outside one night and the next morning Maggie found him and well… he no longer has a hat on his head. 

Goofy never would have been left outside over night like that if it wasn’t for these other ones that she now sleeps with.  I was crushed when I saw him laying on the patio missing a chunk of his head. 

Mally didn’t seem too phased by it.  I didn’t have the heart to throw him away – so he was sitting by our kitchen sink and Jesse tossed him in the toy box because he didn’t like him sitting there anymore.  Well Mally found him and said, “uh-oh” and we told her Goofy was broke.  She took him to Jesse and said “fix him” and he said he couldn’t.  She brought him to me and said “fix him” and I said I couldn’t.  Then she goes in the kitchen, in the cupboard and gets a plastic bowl and brings it to us and says “fix him with the bowl.”

Now Auntie Steph’s sister really is going to have a hard time getting Goofy back now that “my favorite goofy” has been broken.  : )