For Christmas, Polly & I picked out the Gnome pattern pjs for the boys from Hanna Andersson.
The boys looked so cute.
Then either he asked or Ryan initiated but they started telling "Gnome Stories" at bedtime. They usually centered around gnomes protecting us, scaring bears away, driving firetrucks, real American hero stuff.
He got Grammy, Unky Sean, & Bumpa to tell him these stories too.
We pulled the gnomes out of the basement, the ones his great grandmother painted ages ago, & put them out in the yard. We wrote a story about them I hope to illustrate one day. We watched Gnomeo & Juliet (not impressed). And bought this little gnome to live in his room & protect him.
The other day he asked me to tell him a Gnome Story & said his name should be
Chuckie- CHUCKIE! I was in hysterics. Where did he come up with that name?! If only he knew of the last time someone named a small creepy object Chuckie & what scary sh*t ensued.
Anyway, this is one of those unexpected, funny interests I don't want to forget about...
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