Peppermint is Back!
Keira, my sweet little girl, is deathly afraid of the elf on the shelf.
Read about it here: The (Evil) Elf on the Shelf
So last year, I found a stuffed polar bear that used to be my grandma's. I don't know where she got it, but it was in her curio cabinet, and I asked my mom if I could have it. I figured a polar bear was a lot less menacing than an elf. The experience went pretty well, Keira loved Peppermint, as long as he doesn't move around too much AND because he can't go upstairs. (I called Santa and specifically made this request.)
With Thanksgiving break last week,
Peppermint the Polar Bear made his grand entrance,
and brought along 3 baby polar bears to keep an extra special eye on the kids.
Because the babies are so small, Keira is ok with keeping hers in her room.
(And apparently in my work bag, because that's where I found one this morning!