Labels to add to my litany of job descriptions over there. Panda Surgeon. Healer of Stuffed Animals.
Why the sudden increase in stuffed animal infirmities, you may be asking yourself. Well, there's a story to be told here.
Over the past couple of years I've learned to choose my battles with my son. What is really important enough to wage war over and what are things we can come to a compromise on. One of the battles I chose to compromise on was the issue of throwing his stuffed animals. Stuffed animals may now be thrown but only in the playroom and even then, not at people, not at the living animals and not at the windows. It's all about the loopholes with him!
Back to the Panda Bear. Not too long ago, while exercising his right to throw stuffed animals in the playroom, Jacob discovered that if he threw them high enough and at the correct angle they would reach the ceiling fan. Of course, my brilliant child isn't content with merely learning on one level. He must always wander up to a higher level--as in: I wonder what would happen if, say...the fan was actually turned on?
Poor, poor Panda was a victim of this curiosity. Panda hit the ceiling fan while it was spinning. It wasn't the flying off of the fan that did him in. It was more of the being slammed against the wall and the rough landing that almost tore his little leg off.
Fortunately for the lives and limbs of the remaining animals I always allow for rules to be amended. Unfortunately for the same said animals, once Jacob has discovered a new and greater form of destruction it's awfully difficult--nay, impossible--to enforce a cease and desist ruling.
Panda is all stitched up and healing nicely, thanks for asking. Even managed to replace most of his stuffing--though, if you ask me, he could do with a little less stuffing. However, it's got to be rather difficult to remain relaxed and calm when there's an anklesaurus nibbling at your other leg!