Last week Caroline got home from school and P announced that he had a big surprise for her. She was totally excited and maybe even shrieked a little when he gave her the hint that he picked it up at the taxidermist earlier that day.
I think it goes without saying that I was equally excited. My love of items in our home from the taxidermist is well-documented.
And so they disappeared into her bedroom to figure out where they would hang this treasure while I hid in the kitchen and put my head between my knees and tried to pretend like the whole thing wasn’t happening.
Ultimately, I heard the sound of hammer and nails and then Caroline led me into her bedroom to show me the new stunning addition.
Almost nine years ago I ordered those sweet swirly letters with the hot pink bows and my daddy hung them carefully on the wall for me. Then we stood back and admired the sweetness and femininity of the nursery I’d decorated.
And I thought to myself that the only thing missing was the skull of a dead animal mounted on a wooden plaque.
Well, my friends, I’m happy to say that dream has been fulfilled.