See the lovely, fluffy, white bears in the above pic?
|I actually think this photo is quite flattering! The Rosies look waaaay worse than this in real life. Maybe it's the smell.|
Did I mention that they smell? When we flew home from the UK last year (a harrowing tale of woe that I will one day share here... when I have recovered), by the time we reached Brisbane, after about 26 hours of ear sucking, the Rosies smelt like vinegar. Vinegar!! How is that even possible?? Most days they just smell like Yuck.
I wash them once a week, have soaked them in napisan and bleach, and yet within two seconds of the boys getting hold of them, they look like a couple of homeless people. But boy, they looked loved. (I'm not saying that all homeless people aren't loved, or deserving of love... I'm just sayin' that the Rosie sisters often look like they have slept rough under the Victoria Bridge... in the rain. After wrestling with a pit bull.)
I don't remember having a toy that I loved with such passion when I was little. The Awesome Teenager loved his Donald Duck and Blue Teddy Dwight when he was little, and they were very, very special to him.. but he didn't suck thier ears, and twiddle thier tails until they fell apart!!! The love that Eli and Jasper have for Rosie is a whole other thing. And I think its' kind of cool. Except for the smell. And the wet, manky ears getting wiped on your face. Gross, Rosies. Just gross.
The Rosies were a gift from Aunty Jodi- they were a limited edition offer through her company Lorraine Lea Linen. I lose sleep at night wondering what will happen when the Rosies self destruct... because they don't make them anymore!!! Rosie helps me get through the day... and the night. I may have to take up hard drinking. Or meditation..... Jodi gave me a pair of gorgeous bears called PJ (Rosies boyfriend) but the twins couldn't give a damn about these lovely boy bears. I think they are just too clean!!
Do your kids have a special best friend kinda toy?