This is the second incarnation of Grover, my bestest toy friend. Years ago when I was really, really small I got a birthday card with Super Grover on it wishing me a happy birthday. His silver knight's helmet and red cape coupled with that big pink nose and big red mouth somehow agreed with me and from then on Grover was my favourite Sesame Street muppet. Whether he was the bumbling super hero or the waiter from hell, Grover was king!
"I'm SUP-PER Grover! And I'm cute too." What a catch phase.
My Grandmother bought me a big Grover many years ago and he became my favourite friend. When I went away to uni I left Grover behind, thinking it was time to grow up. However, after about a year, I thought better of it and brought him back to live with me.
Then I had another phase where I thought it was best to let go of childish things. This time I was a bit more dire and when I changed my mind, I couldn't recover my beloved Grover:(
This Grover I found in one of those cheap stores where everything is about $2 (Crazy Clark's for us Aussies). He was on the floor looking up at me smiling - I knew straight away Grover had forgiven me and had returned, albeit in a slighter frame.
He's with me to this day and I'll not go through any more of these silly phases of "growing up".