Some days I wonder how a 2-year-old's mind works. Today, she gave me a glimpse into it.
Apparently, Woody needed a hug from Mrs. Potatohead. Then Buzz did, too. Then Bear needed to hug all of them, and was placed just-so to make that happen.
My only part in this whole thing was putting Buzz in Mrs. Potatohead's second arm. I make no claim to the rest.
Have I mentioned how much this child cracks me up?
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