• 17 February 2009
Background: When in Paris last August we stumbled on an adorable toy store on the way to the Luxembourg Gardens from St. Michel Boulevard. The store only offered German and French toys...my favorites! I sent the Husband ahead with the kids and meandered through the store for a few minutes deciding which little offerings to purchase for Christmas gifts. I decided on just a few...this mushroom bank being one of them. My little guy just loves his bank and carries it with him around the house and wherever we run errands (although after a few close calls we've now decided it needs to stay at home or in his carseat). Bottom line...he loves it so.
One day he decides he wants to open his bank but somehow I've misplaced the key...or did it even come with a key? I have no idea :) Regardless, he is intent on opening his bank and investigating his stash. In the car one day he says:
"When we get home can we find a key that opens mushroom banks?"
and then when that doesn't work he asks:
"Can we go to a store that sells mushroom bank keys?"