During the, what I have dubbed, the “pre-dinosaur era” Logan took a liking to whales. I think it was from watching Go Diego, Go. He would run around the house saying “Ahoo, Ah,” trying to mimic how Diego was calling the whales to help poor Baby Humpback whale who had gotten himself into some trouble. It was seriously cute. He was about 18 months old at the time and it was the first thing he was really in to. Whales, sharks, and dolphins. His favorite movie at the time was Finding Nemo. I had never seen a child at such a young age sit through an entire movie without bouncing on the couch.
My in-laws then gave him a present that would forever be in our hearts. They gave him this stuffed dolphin. A dolphin in which Logan decided to name “whale.” Whale became Logan’s instant companion. They did everything together. I think Whale even went swimming in Uncle Jimmy’s pool once or twice. Whale took a few baths in our tub. Oh the tears and screams when I told him Whale had to sit on the shelf while he took a bath. Lord knows the stinky thing needed one too. Wherever there was Logan, there was Whale.
We then had a brief Little Einstein craze, and then the dinosaur craze happened. Since then Whale has shared the spot light with various different dinosaurs and lizards, but none of these ever could replace Whale. They kind of get circulated after a few days.
Now that Logan is a little older and his interests have a changed a bit, Whale doesn’t get so much attention. He’s been found stuck under the couch, under the bed, and in the basket of other stuffed animals. However, to my surprise when I went to make his bed the other day I found him. There in Logan’s bed where he belongs forever in my opinion. I love Whale…mostly because he’s that little piece of my toddler Logan. They outgrow things. I get it. But seeing Whale in that bed made me smile. He’s still my little boy who yells “Ahoo, Ah.”
I still have my raccoon from when I was a child, “Racky.” Racky is actually in the basket of stuffed animals in the toy room. My kids have no interest in him, but he still sits there with the rest of the gang. My husband’s shark is tucked away in his drawer. Funny that we both recall the days that we got our “special stuffed animal.” What did you have as a kid? Do you still have it?