Grammy and Boppa are loyal fans of the Disney Cruise Line. If I'm not mistaken, they've taken 5 cruises so far--4 without grandchildren, 1 with. Note: They have never taken their actual children, only the offspring of one of said children. They recently returned from their 5th voyage (no grandkids along) and naturally had a grand time. Great entertainment, great weather, great food, great doing a lot of nothing, blah blah blah. And, naturally, they brought home presents. For their grandchildren. And I have to say on M's behalf, they totally scored.
Since M's love affair with Toy Story (aka "WoodyBuzz"), and with cowboys (aka "Yee Haws!"), began, B's been hunting down "Woody." You know, cowhide vest, big hat, pull-string that says "Is there a snake in my boot" and all that. Very hard to find. B in particular feels that "Woody" is a critical purchase. Enter Grammy on her cruise ship. She found a single, solitary "Woody" like the one from the movie, the last one on the ship (that boat must be enormous) and marked down 50%. I hope that's all true and not just added for the sake of drama. She has tendencies.
Because M will likely be more than overjoyed with his new toy, which I'll probably be able to use as serious bribery fodder, I'll overlook the fact that I have yet to be invited along on one of their cruises, and that they didn't bring any presents for little old me.
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Woody is a must have, but my brother was always more of a Buzz. I'm glad M knows that cowboys trump spacemen.
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