Monday, March 28, 2011

The Velveteen Bunny Cow.

A few years ago B-rox was given an Easter "stuffie".

It happened to be one of the freakiest things I've ever seen.

In true Braxton form, it quickly became his favorite.

Bunny Cow, is still the preferred sleep partner of my oldest.

Lately, he's been having some issues with his tonsils.  The strep we thought was strep - wasn't and his tonsils have been swollen for five weeks (or is it six?) now.  (After a week on prednisone, they went down.  As soon as the prednisone stopped.  They swelled again.)  
This is causing other issues with his health, and Bunny Cow has become even more prominent in his life.
"That night, and for many nights after, the Velveteen Rabbit slept in the Boy's bed. At first he found it uncomfortable, for the Boy hugged him very tight, and sometimes he rolled over on him, and sometimes he pushed him so far under the pillow that the Rabbit could scarcely breathe. And he missed, too, those long moonlight hours in the nursery, when all the house was silent, and his talks with the Skin Horse. But very soon he grew to like it, for the Boy used to talk to him, and made nice tunnels for him under the bedclothes that he said were like the burrow the real rabbits lived in. And they had splendid games together, in whispers, when Nana had gone away to her supper and left the night-light burning on the mantelpiece. And when the Boy dropped off to sleep, the Rabbit would snuggle down close under his little warm chin and dream, with the Boy's hands clasped close round him all night long."

"And then, one day, the Boy was ill.
His face grew very flushed, and he talked in his sleep, and his little body was so hot that it burned the Rabbit when he held him lose.
Strange people came and went in the nursery, and a light burned all night and through it all the little Velveteen Rabbit lay there, hidden from sight under the bedclothes, and he never stirred, for he was afraid that if they found
him some one might take him away, and he knew that the Boy needed him".

I just pray he doesn't really become "real".

I mean, can you imagine one of these frolicking around your woods?

2 reviews:

Anonymous said...

poor Braxton, I pray he heals soon

Aunty Kelley said...

My tonsils did the same thing until they tried putting me on prednisone and I demanded to see an ENT. One surgery w/ six or seven things done to correct my nose and sinuses later and I haven't had a problem since. So here's to hoping b-rox's ENT will be just as amazing (though hopefully with a better bedside manner) as mine!