Death

How's that for a title?  This post is about Death.  Before you worry or think we're morbid, let me tell you that Death is a penguin... Caleb's penguin.  So Lydia bought a stuffed elephant with her birthday money from Grandma.  

This elephant was pre-named Peanut.  (For the record, she changed the elephant's name to Sir Weston Dallington, and the chihuahua she named Italy).   Anyway, as I'm sure you know, Caleb has a severe peanut allergy.  So I jokingly said to Lydia that calling it Peanut was like calling it Death.  Caleb found that hilarious to name a stuffed animal Death.  He said in a sweet, squeaky little voice, "Hello, my name is" [changes voice to deep and evil sounding] "DEATH!"  Then he would burst into fits of laughter.  Caleb decided to get a stuffed penguin and he named it Death.

Chapter 2.  Death's wing started to rip.  So the kids told me I had to do surgery on Death.  (More jokes and laughter came from this whole scenario).  I made it into a big ordeal with the kids acting as nurses.  It worked out well since Caleb had surgery scheduled for the next week.  So it was kinda like acting out surgery so he would know what to expect.  We even gave Death some goldfish crackers and Sprite in the "recovery room".  The only bandage we could find was a giant one and covered his whole body.  The kids left it on for days, and then had Death do physical therapy once he was healed.  Only my kids would think (or even KNOW) about doing physical therapy on a stuffed animal.  We had a whole lot of fun.  Here's Death recovering.  (See all the possible jokes?  Death... recovering? HAHA!!)

And Caleb's response to a Death joke:

He loves Death.  (Bwahaha, another Death joke!!)