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Jamie received a small stuffed "Pink Panther" for her 3rd birthday.  Just a few months later, we moved far from home.  When we moved, he became her best friend and imaginary brother.  He became a member of our family when we moved to Largo, Florida.  I think Jamie was feeling a bit sad for leaving the only home she had ever known and maybe a bit scared, with a “babysitter”, which she almost never had to have and with Mommy and Daddy gone for long hours working.  Her sisters didn’t spend much time playing with her either.  They were tired from the long bus ride to and from school and then the homework.  There were tons and tons of homework.  Even though my girls were a grade level above the students there, they still had tons and tons of homework.  Until this move, I had been home with Jamie as a full time Mom.  And, I had been home when my girls came home from school.  We spent a lot of time together for the three years before this.  We were always playing and cuddling and having fun together.  We went outside and rode bikes and took walks and watched the train go by.  Jamie had been use to being the center of everyone’s world up until we moved.  Now, she wasn’t the center of anyone’s world.  She could hardly even get anyone’s attention because we were all so tired mostly from spending so much time on the road.  So she decided to make her newest birthday present the center of her world.  She decided that he would become the family she no longer had in all of us.

 

 

 

Pink panther and Jamie were always having long talks, even when the stuffed animal pink panther was still in her room.  The imaginary Pink Panther brother would be sitting beside Jamie at the supper table with us. She would get mad at her sisters or me for not setting Pink Panther a place at the table.  She would say he is a member of our family now and we have to treat him nice or he will go away.  She would be talking to him, not to the rest of us.  Supper-time seemed the only time we had to share with each other as a family on what was going on with each of us.  Pink Panther even went to Church with us, and she would tell him to sit still and be quiet and then chatter herself to him the hole time.  She even called him on the phone! (There was a toll free number with a recording available).

 

 

 

We weren’t able to find any of those fantastic jobs we had been told existed in Florida and we were driving for 3-4 hours per day to get to and from work and then working 8-12 hour days.  So, the family that had been use to spending all their time together, became strangers.  We barely saw each other, much less had any quality time together.  When we were home, all we had time for was homework and cleaning/cooking.  So, it didn’t take long for me to decide it was time to go back “home”.  My husband was very upset and said it was his dream to live in Florida.  I told him, he could stay and try to make it work, and if it did we would come back when he was set up in a good job.  I told him I just couldn’t live like that, spending all my time away from my girls.  I told him we didn’t even feel like a family anymore and I was going home before we grew too far apart.  He decided he couldn’t stay without us, so he came back home too. 

 

A few weeks after we were back home, Jamie quit chattering to the Pink Panther very much.  She was busy playing with her toys and her sisters like she did before we had moved.  I was working, but it was less than a 5 minute drive to work and I only worked a few hours a day.  So, I was home when the girls got home from school and so we all got to spend more time together like we use to.  A few months after we moved back “home”, the Pink Panther quit showing up for dinner.  I had even gotten to the point that I set a plate for him because Jamie had thrown such a fit about how none of us believed her that he was really a real Pink Panther and he really was her brother.  Then, before long, he was hardly ever around.  One of the girls asked about him one evening at supper, and Jamie said that Pink Panther moved “very far away” and wasn’t ever coming back again, because we didn’t believe in him.  She refused to discuss him any further.  And the pink panther stuffed animals went up on a shelf, never to be played with again.  We moved once more after that, but it was only a few miles out to the country.  She was so busy exploring that she forgot she even had the Pink Panther.  Many years later, when Jamie didn’t seem to like me very much, and I had to find a way to get her to at least be friends with me.  I hunted high and low for those little stuffed animals.  I found them in a box and on her 18th birthday, I had a Pink Panther Cake made and gave her back her two stuffed Pink Panthers.  It didn’t help much getting her to be friends with me, but we all thought it was a cute gesture on my part.  What Mom’s go through just to get our kids to love us.   

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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