Every day, my 12th grade twins give me a toy to bring to work. I send home pictures of how the toy is "helping" me, and then save them to this blog. (OK, obviously, we are not really doing this anymore. Teenagers, amiright?) It definitely makes work more fun. For me -- I can't speak for the poor toy. Please do not use any of my images or writing without contacting me for permission.
Kanga and Roo saw this little guy peeking out of a pouch on BART and thought they might be able to snuggle him up. They tried, but then it was my stop, and we had to go.
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