how do I hate thee? let me count the ways....
#1 really, you're just glorified pillows
#2 you collect dust, germs, mites and drool
#3 you're not really washable
#4 you seem to multiply, like in the horror film, Gremlins
#5 you're impossible to sneak into the donation pile because random attachments keep you stapled to my child's affections
i think that's enough reasons why i loathe stuffed animals. but it doesn't change the fact the boys insist that stuffed things have feelings and even tell me that "my teacher at school said so!!" and for those of you who don't know, the teacher trumps mom and dad. ::evil eye to the teacher that told my kid that their stuffed animals had feelings::
i mean really.... would you walk into this living room and think, "wow, this room feels healthy, fresh and full of fung shei." i didn't think so. all i see is a haven for spiders and a cave of beady little eyes saying, "donate me!"
DISCLAIMER: This is NOT my house, nor in the house of anyone I know. It's some random photo that I found online when I googled "stuffed animals, hoarders"