Buying a new cuddily.

Weekend with Daddy and PiggyJ. Part 1, buying a new cuddily.

This weekend was going to be a very special one. As a reward for being a good girl, Daddy was taking me to Build-a-Bear I was allowed a new cuddily.

And then we were going to Blackpool to play in the amusement arcades, finishing the evening with a fish and chip dinner.

Master and I arrived at 1pm, Daddy and I decided to go straight out as we knew it would be busy at the shopping centre, plus it left Master and PiggyJ to have some time alone, which I knew PiggyJ was wanting.

So off we went to the Trafford Centre in Manchester and oh my goodness, how busy was it. We drove around for ages looking for a car parking space, ending up right at the far end. Luckily it was a disabled spot. But we were at the wrong end for Build-a-Bear and I mean right at the other side of the centre. So we had a long walk until finally we found it, though we had to ask where the shop was coz Daddy couldn’t remember. Looking at their online shop and I hseen a rabbit I loved, so I thought I would just go in and find it straightaway. No, it wasn’t there, there were 2 bunnies that I liked, but couldn’t

decide which one I preferred. It was heaving in the shop, kids, prams, adults plus loads of staff you struggled to actually see everything.

Finally I chose the white rabbit with flowers, then we joined the queue. A staff member asked if I wanted to record a voice message to put in the cuddily, I had already asked Daddy if I could have one and he had said yes but he had no idea what to . When we reached the place to stuff the bears, I changed my mind on which rabbit I wanted so Daddy had to go back and change it for me. Finally we got to stuff the rabbit but Daddy had to go in a quiet back room to record the message, then we went back to stuff the rabbit, putting the recorder in one arm, then I had to put a wishing well heart inside too. Finally the rabbit was stuffed and sewn up, I wasn’t bothered about telling the lady that my Daddy was buying it for me, or when Daddy had said that I had been a good girl, not like the first time we went. I had felt a bit embarrassed when he told the man, I’m her Daddy, then said if I lose my cuddily he would give me a spanking, right in front of him. And he did hear it, I was really embarrassed then. Now 7 months later I’m not bothered at all, Daddy was buying me a present and that’s all it was.

Then came the decision of what outfit to buy, again I had already picked on outfit online but I wanted to be sure. So I wandered up and down, looking at clothes, finding a new outfit for Minxsie, my first bear, but couldnt find the outfit for the rabbit. I know I was taking my time, but you’ve gotta have the outfit you really want. But I had to ask in the end, luckily they had what I wanted, the ballerinas outfit, so I took that. We then had to christen the bear, filling out my details and announcing the birth of Marshmallow.

Daddy bought my rabbit but I bought the clothes, ( I still feel uncomfortable with him spending loads on me ) then we left.

We got nearly to the other side of the shopping centre when I asked Daddy if the birth certificate was in the box, he looked and it wasn’t. So we had to walk all the way back to get it, by this time I started to feel really sore but I really wanted the certificate. Finally we headed towards the car, but we stopped for a coffee and slice of cake, I must admit I was ready for the break, we weren’t sure what time we were leaving for Blackpool but the rest was really appreciated.