Toy Story

The other day Erin insisted on going to a horror movie. I mean a really really horrific movie. You know the one I'm talking about. The scariest movie ever made...Toy Story 3. O the horror of it all, leaving toys in attics and at day care while their human goes off to college and...and...and...make it stop! Ok, it did have a happy ending, big woop.

It did get me to thinking about all the toys Erin had before she moved to college and got us. I mean I always envisioned Erin as an "adult." You know what I mean? I mean I never thought of the fact that Erin probably had toys and even stuffed therapy animals before us sheep. I guess I just never thought of it. What kind of childhood and toys would create such a human as Erin? *shutter* Little did I know that I was about to find out.

Well, was I in for a surprise when Erin opened the door one day to see boxes and boxes of her old childhood toys sitting on our step. Apparently, they found out somehow that Erin had bought a house and is starting to settle down. And when children grow up and get a house of their own, their toys leave the attic of their human parents and move back in with their human.

Anyway, Erin had a lot of stuff. At first, it didn't look so bad. I mean just a few boxes, right? how bad could that be? We do have a big house.

What do you think is in all these boxes? Presents for me?!?!?!

D.J. always thinks there are presents. But I told the others that the boxes were full of Erin's childhood. To which they both cringed but I told them it probably wasn't all that bad. I mean only a few boxes. But then things started to crawl out of them.

Run for your lives!

There was chaos everywhere! Barbies started crawling out of boxes, music boxes started playing warped princess melodies, baseball cards smashed up against the side of the clear boxes just staring at us, and then a flood of stuffed animals came. There were so many... I knew Erin was damaged but I had no idea she had a whole team of plush therapy buddies trying to fix her for years. And apparently there were even more that hadn't made it.

Remember when Erin's 1st sheep showed up a few months ago? And Chris was so upset that there was a sheep in Erin's life before us? Well...that little 1st was on a scouting missing. Checking up on Erin and seeing if her new home was suitable for the rest. And now that everyone else is here, the 1st was in charge of negotiations.

We'll give you the upstairs closet and poke holes in the boxes so you can breath. And you can come out every other Tuesday of the months that have a blue moon.

We're still working on the living arrangements, but Erin told us that everyone was staying so we better learn to get along. She also said, that each of us sheep could have one of her childhood toys to play with. So we forgot about the old therapist and ran off to find our toy!

D.J. jumped right in without ever looking around. A cool blue Rainbow Brite car was exactly what that little sheep doesn't need. But then I didn't get to pick out D.J.'s toy. That sheep didn't even care that the car came with a passenger.

Buckle up hot stuff. Let's see what this baby can do!

Chris wasn't as open minded as D.J. but was still very popular with the ladies.

Hehe...ok ladies...your both pretty but I think there might have been a little misunderstanding.

Poor Chris spent most of the day hiding from the girls that have been locked in a attic for 10 years. I tried to tell Chris that the ladies just needed a little attention and then all would be good. Sheepy should have taken my lead.

More tea, ladies?

See? I made some new friends and then found my toy. Erin's trumpet. Oooo...I just know I was going to be great. Watch out Louie, here comes Jesse. I did my own rendition of "Hello, Dolly!" and waited for the tip jar to fill up.

Hello, Dolly! This is Jesse, Dolly.

My tip jar did fill up...unfortunately it was filled with a trumpet mute. Ok maybe I need a little bit of work before I can compete with Louis Armstrong but I didn't think I was THAT bad.

So I went upstairs to practice some more and I found Chris, who had found the prefect toy. Chris had picked Erin's bats. Said something about being able to defend against all the hostile women that were out there. O Sheepy...

Sorry ladies...I'm off limits.

In the end I think we were all pretty happy. We all got "new" toys to play with, the toys got to be played with, and some of us even made new friends.

O but wait...I almost forgot about the 1st. You see the 1st was missing someone very special to him for the last few months. That's right, the 1st was reunited with Little Bo Peep. Bo Peep had been looking all over for her sheep. She was the one that lead all the other toys to Erin's house. She crossed the boring planes, climbed mountains, and after 1,820 miles of tracking, found herself on our doorstep. Along with all the other toys who followed her.

I told you I would always find you and love you.

It's nice to see that Erin had good role models in her life. Hopefully she was paying attention and will always find and love us like Little Bo Peep.