thought i would share this story that happened to us because everything is sometimes so doom and gloom and i thought this was really sweet.
My little man had a phase of being obsessed about gingerbread men (from Shrek) and this particular time he carried the said biscuuit around for days,smiling at it dancing with it etc...we had a dental check up and considering im a dental nurse i was keen to get it off him so I wouldn't look like a bad mum letting him eat biscuits in the waiting room.After much distress the biscuit came too and had a dental checkup after lots of quick explaining that it was my son's friend.
I just think these "mad" moments are so special because its the really simple things that mean so much to our kids,maybe I could learn from him