elmo is in the building

elmo may have to go. his double form distracts Poppalina from sleep. the standing elmo, hand held high in greeting, nestles as comfortably as standing will allow, on the elmo chair in the corner. the chair doesn't seem to pose a threat. she clambers up into it, with or without the pooh bear plush or a book, and slaps elmo on the nose or arches her back to get him to giggle. the elmo extreme though, is the catalyst for a clambering cuddle in my lap and both hands gripping tightly my attire, until the hysterical hyena stops! we will embark on a gradual re-introduction of elmo-not-too-extreme at a later date. until then, we'll continue to wave and call out, "hi, elmo!" as he stands tall and proud and patient, between the (daddy's) pirate ship and the (poppy's) puppeeto theatre.