It’s not about the money, it’s about the memories.
I keep telling myself that. So today we made a trip to Build A Bear (BAB), an early birthday present for me! Ok, not really, I got my Build A Bear a long time ago, it’s a bald eagle, no easy jokes please. So this time it was for Jake, Kassie and Jo. Jake and Kassie got gift certificates for Christmas, and we thought it would be great to get Jo one if she leaves us.
Jake chose a panda, and army panda named Armie. Kassie chose a dog named Zoe and Jo chose a monkey named Jellybean. Why Jellybean? Well each of the kids has their own special song that I made up for them when they were little. Well it’s more like a jingle than a whole song. Jo’s song goes a little something like this. JoJean the jellybean cutest little girl that I’ve ever seen. JoJean daddies little beauty queen ( or jellybean, they are inter changeable.) Hence the name.
So, other than Ty, most of you have never done a BAB, so let me explain it to you. First the parent picks out the skin of their pet, then they pick out a sound. In Jo’s we put a monkey sound and a recording of Tracy and I. NO they are not one in the same. Then they help the lady stuff it to just the right thickness. Before it is sealed, they put a heart in it. In Jo’s each of us put a heart in it, so it is a bit of a mutant. It could never be accused of being heartless. Then it is sealed, painlessly I am told. Althought that 10 gauge needle and inch thick thread would not gear near my wounds. After that the parent has to wash it in the air bath. Next the parent must pick out the clothes, and there are millions of outfits, and they all cost $$. There are also accessories, sun glasses, cell phones, helmets, balls you name it they have it, and it all cost $$. So the gig is they get you in with some cheap fur animal skin, then charge you for every little extra, sounds like the airlines now a days. Next you use their computer to print out a birth certificate for your new born pet. Then you finish up at this real neat place called a cash register where they tally up every little item and you give them all your money, just like the hospital. I guess they want it to be as real as possible.
Ultimately, I must admit, I think it was well worth it. I don’t get the whole experience, but the kids absolutely eat it up. Jo’s was very special and we pray that she will always cherish it and she can push the left paw to hear mom and dad’s voice any time. We continue to pray for a miracle, and it will take a miracle, and we truly, truly, truly, appreciate your support and prayers.
We went ahead and made a little video of the experience since it may be Jo’s last trip to Anchorage with us, it is about 4 1/2 minutes long.