RIP Sophie


Oh Sophie. You rubber teething toy. I don't know what it is about you but my kids have loved you. You've taken the abuse, the slobber, the neck pulling (which damn near took your head off once, hence the hole), you've put up with the teeth and violent shakes to get you to squeak. 

But you're old and worn out now. You're squeaker barely works, my 3 year old sticks his fingers in your neck and even though you're kept clean and sanitized, you look dirty and grimey. 

So RIP Sophie. Until we meet again in a younger, cleaner and squeakier version of you for Easter. 

Until next time, friends 

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