Fly-ie yet lives. He joined Xander and me in the kitchen today during snack time. I suppose I'm glad he's here. He kept X entertained for quite a while while I did dishes. "Fly-ie's on my hair!" and "Fly-ie's on my neck!" He giggled with delight each time Fly-ie changed locations. I actually panicked a little when Fly-ie almost escaped on a routine trip to take the garbage out. Whew! THAT was close.
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