Whoo..whoo...whoo

RJ had a bad start to the week due to a random stomach bug, which started while we were at the beach last weekend. He definitely wasn't himself for a few days. By Thursday he had perked up and was ready to do something, so we went to the mall to buy a birthday present for a party we have today. As we walked past "Build A Bear" RJ asked if we could go in. I am not a fan of B.A.B. because I don't like stuffed animals (I just think they're a waste), but his face was all lit up and I couldn't say no. I told him how the whole thing worked, that you get to make your own bear, etc, and it was all over...he was sucked in. He chose this owl, stuffed it himself, put a heart in it, "bathed" him, and even put owl noises inside. He got to go to the computer and make a birth certificate for him, and he proudly named him "Sam". He sleeps with Sam (and his signature Pooh, of course) every night now. He drags him around the house making whooo whoo noises, and his favorite thing is that the owl's head turns all the way around like a real owl's head-and he also has yellow eyes. Leave it to RJ to pick the creepiest animal in the whole store;)

Could you sleep with this thing looking at you? I guess he's kinda cute...