Timmy decided we had to go see the wild animals the other day. So he put two chairs together so we could go on the "train". We sat down on the chairs, made some train sounds, and we were at the jungle. So then Timmy would take me around to different corners of the house. We'd go into the kitchen, he'd point at the cupboards and he say "Look! It's a MONKEY!!!" (emphasis in the original).
My favourites were the giraffe that was hiding behind the bedroom door, and the hippopotamus that was under the kitchen table.
That same day we were in the basement. I was giving him horsey rides, getting on all fours and he'd ride on my back. But horsey rides weren't interesting enough I guess, because soon I was a buffalo instead, giving buffalo rides. My name was Daddy Buffalo, as in "go here Daddy Buffalo". Timmy would ride to different corners of the basement, where he'd then tell me to stop because he had to go to a store. We made stops at the Chair Store and the Food Store, for example. Then he's tell me to take a rest and go to sleep - but only because 30 seconds later he'd yell out "Cock a Doodle Doo!!!" and we'd be back at it again.
And I have no idea if anyone is interested in these stories or not - I'm mostly posting them here for my own benefit. I like opening this thread and going over past anecdotes.
