We had an unfortunate accident in Walmart tonight. Last week when we went on a business trip to Pittsburgh with the hubba-hubba-hubby, we stayed in the hotel while he went to classes and seminars and then in the evening we took him to the mall where they had a nice little play area with other little kids to play with and walked around. On the last day we checked out, got dropped off at the mall to do a little shopping and browsing while he finished up his last few hours and I took Kyan in search of a new toy.
He'd been stuck in the room playing with his toys for 3 1/2 days and I figured he was getting bored and he was sooooooo unbeeelieeeevably well behaved at dinner each night, in the hotel, wherever we dragged his entourage like luggage around to and I like to reward him with a new small toy or something when he is really good.
Yes, I know. I'm spoiling him some would say. Not the case. My Mom would always let my sister and I pick a small toy (crayons and coloring book, new story book, Barbie doll outfit, pens and stationary, etc.) when we were well behaved at the store and we learned to behave ourselves this way. No gimmie gimmies or fits thrown in each isle for us!
So we went to the Disney Store and I turned him loose to find the perfect something and after we walked around in awe he got really excited over these small plush disney characters. He's really big on hugging things lately and he gets upset because he is a little guy and Mommy is afraid to let him sleep with his big stuffed Bambi that he loves to carry around, and who can blame him when you fall asleep holding something cozy and wake up in a crib alone. So I thought, "These are the perfect little size for him to hug and love, sleep with, carry around without tripping over, yes he may have one!"
Well he's also big on "I need one for each hand!" and I didn't realize that he had picked out a stuffed Stitch and also a Dumbo. When the cashier said, "Well, they're either $6.50 for 1 or 2 for $10" I said "SOLD! GIVE HIM BOTH!" Not only did he fall asleep in the stroller with them moments later, he also carried them around the mall all day, as well as in the car, into the resturant on the way home, slept with them each night since, says "ITS! ITS!" excitedly when you give him Stitch, but he also has managed to get bananas and goodness knows what else on the poor dolls in the process because it's nice to share food with your buddies.
So tonight we went to Walmart while Daddy took a nap to start night shift this week. As usual, Stitch had to go with us and we got our jacket and shoes, buckled up and went to Wally World. Somewhere between Socks, Baby Stuff, and Groceries, Stitch got lost. I felt really bad because I noticed that he became really antsy and fussy at some point but I figured it's because he hates Walmart with a passion at times because he wants to get out of the buggy and run around. I SHOULD'VE realized with my Mommy Super Powers that he had lost Stitch but no, I probably let him bounce off the buggy or my foot and get lost. It's now been a few hours, a few phone calls to Walmart to see if they've found him yet, and a few tears and tantrums since the accident but we're now adjusting.
Since we've come home all I've heard is "ITS?! ITS?!" in the car, in the house, putting away groceries, after eating pizza (yes, I bribed him with cheesey goodness), and it intensified when we went to go to sleep. Sadly no toy that I gave him is a fair substitute for Stitch. Hopefully in the morning we'll have found him, as I have an APB out in Walmart for him as we speak. I have 2 girls who graduated with my sister who work there looking for him, a cashier who asked him what was wrong and had to hear the sob story, every employee on my hour long retrace of Walmart that I stopped to ask if they'd seen a little stuffed furry Disney alien, the entire Curteousy Desk staff that I've called twice now, the maintenance staff that they paged as well as the grocery manager who was also put on red alert. Hopefully we'll know something by morning!
So... if you go into Walmart and see something out of the corner of your eye, or can't find a cashier to save your life... it's because all of Sam Walton's employees are searching for Kyan's lovie.
