i don't wanna grow up

Seems like folks turn into things
That they'd never want
The only thing to live for
Is today...
How the hell did I get here so soon
I don't wanna grow up.

--Tom Waits/K. Brennan


Hm, how old is too old for stuffed toys? As someone who still has the (disintegrating) panda bear given to me at my birth by my grandparents, an oversize Paddington Bear (that accompanied me to college), plus assorted hand-sewn and crocheted little animals made for me by my mother when I was a child, I may be the wrong person to answer that question.

And now I have fallen for the adorable stuffed toys in sleepyking's Etsy shop. Like Norway Spruce, The Little Fox, above.

How can you not love a shop whose tagline is "cute things to make you happy when you are sad"? Look at Vincent, the Creepy Cute Albino Bunny. I love his pink-red eyes!

Bon-Bon the Blushing Squirrel! These sweet little animals--especially those with the slightly forlorn expressions--all seem to be crying out for me to take them home.

But instead of becoming the Crazy Cat Lady of the stuffed toy world, I just bought Savannah's very last Rupert the Little Raccoon wall art...since it was the first sleepyking piece I fell for, and the last one in her shop!

He's cute, isn't he?

xo
k