broken hearted boy

Last night was one of, if not, the most sad night I can remember having with one of my children. It may all sound very dramatic but something so small meant so much to my little guy.

It all started when Weston was about 5 months old. We have taken a trip to the Wisconsin Dells every few years since Don and I have been married. We took Brody when he was about a year and half. It was at the Dells that Brody found his friend Moose. Moose and Brody are virtually inseperable. After we had Weston we went back to the Dells again. This time we had to pick out a snugglie for Weston. I was in charge of this special project. I went into the gift store and I wasn't really finding much. Then out of the corner of my eye I saw him, cute, lanky, with yellow banana's on his chest. I knew when I saw him that was the one. He looked like a sock monkey in a way but he was just a cute stuffed monkey lovingly known as banana's or as Weston called him Nana or Uh Uh (the back end of the monkey sound.)

Well this last weekend we spent a great weekend with my family celebrating. On the way home we stopped at a rest stop for a bathroom break and to stretch our legs. Weston took monkey out of the car with him. That was the last we saw of him. At bedtime Don mentioned he thought Monkey was missing. I was neive in assuming he would show up. I remembered seeing him in the car so I didn't think he was missing. Weston woke up several times last night asking for monkey. Finally 4 am was the kicker. I realized where I had seen monkey last and knew Don was right. He was gone. After a long time of Weston being restless and crying I sat on the floor in his room and I told him that Monkey got left at the rest stop at the lake and we don't have him anymore. He understood what I meant. His body racked with sobs, he stomped his feet on the floor and screamed and cried. I was so broken for him. I wanted to hold him but he was angry and didn't want me to. Finally I grabbed a blanket and wrapped him up and held him close to me while he cried. Eventually he gave in and you could feel his cries still caught in his breathing. Eventually I laid him down on Brody's bed and we laid down together and he finally fell asleep. (almost two hours) Like I said I know it seems so small but it meant so much to my little guy. My heart is so sad for him. We are going to see if we can find him a new friend. In the meantime, farewell Banana's you will be greatly missed.