Some of you may remember my sharing how Morgan kept pranking me with a stuffed poop emoji. She had put it smack dab in the middle of the car hood and waited. We got ready to leave and I opened the door to the garage, didn't immediately recognize what it was in the dark garage and took a step back and slammed the door. She cracked up. Her laugh was infectious. I then realized it wasn't an animal on the hood and reopened the door. She scooted out the door and grabbed it. It was later on my bed, in the fridge and a variety of places where she tried to get the same reaction.
Today I folded a blanket to put in the basket and moved a pillow to put on top and there was her stuffed poop. First a smile, then a few tears. Morgan loved when she could scare someone whether it was me, her cousin Thomas or any unsuspecting soul. It didn't scare me today Morgan, but thanks for giving Granny a God-wink.
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