Big Kids Like Stuffed Webkinz Also

I was on my way to Easter dinner at my friend’s house. As a “non-cook”, what could I bring to the dinner? On my way, I stopped at a store, which had stuffed webkinz. Aha! What better idea than to bring something for the child of the hostess. That would solve everything, and get the child to like me, too. However, as soon as the mother saw the Webkinz, she barely let the child touch it. I felt hurt. Let the kid have the toy, I thought. But to this day I believe the mother wanted the Webkinz for herself. Big baby mama! Smart baby mama!