An open letter to Sophie the Giraffe…

Dear Sophie the Giraffe,

I, Deborah Suzanne, mother of Zachary Newman and Jett Owen, owe you an apology.

For three years, I have doubted your worth. I have called you names, such as useless, overpriced squeaky toy. Glorified dog chew. Elitist synthetic garbage. Sophie the whatever-I’m-Not-Paying-$20-for-a-teether Giraffe.

This "all natural rubber" thing has actually been around over 40 years...

This “all natural rubber” thing has actually been around over 40 years…

I have judged those who shelled out the money to buy you, passing it off as the newest silly trend that my gullible friends had fallen victim to. I have scoffed at every “must-have” list you have appeared on, dismissing it as promotional baby jabber. I have slandered the phony use of the word “organic” to describe your supple, dog-toy’esque construction. I have even advised my other mommy friends and readers not to bother with you or waste their money, because it’s no better than any other teething toy, just more expensive.

And today I sit here behind this computer and humbly, publicly apologize. I was wrong. I was wrong on all accounts. You are magical. You are squeaky, rubber love. You are all that is good about slobbery, gummy smiles and itty bitty teefies trying desperately to emerge. You make happies where there were none. You are baby crack. And you are worth every stupid penny.

You see, I was lent a Sophie, by chance, by a neighbor who was expecting her first baby soon, and wouldn’t need you for a while. She was a Sophie-believer. And I laughed on the inside a little at yet another sucker, seeing as how I didn’t think she could possibly know what my baby needed. But as she gently handed you over to Jett, I watched his chubby little fist clutch you with glee, and your foot didn’t leave his mouth for the rest of the evening. He was quiet and content. His upper gums looked like hamburger meat, but he gave zero fucks. Because he had you, dear sweet, phosphate-free Sophie.

Sophie Collage

And now there is a backup Sophie in every diaper bag/purse I carry, and one in my glove compartment. That’s approximately $88 worth of Sophie, not counting the borrowed one. And I’ve come to accept that something is “worth” what other people are willing to pay for it. And $22.99 seems like a lot of dough for a little toy, but I’m certain I’ve spent more than that on dumber shit. So I join the masses! I believe in the power of Sophie!

So yeah…

I love you, Sophie. And I’m sorry.

 

Sophie also makes a nice dinner companion.

Sophie also makes a nice dinner companion.

 

 

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3 Responses to An open letter to Sophie the Giraffe…

  1. Michelle says:

    I have found an additional use for Sophie as well. After our little guy slobbered her in the first part of his life, he became scared of her. Often times he would touch her, she would squeak, and he would run! LOL! So, we placed Sopbie on our TV stand in front of the TV to prevent him from touching the screen. Worked perfectly for months! The TV is now wall mounted and Sophie has found a deep dark spot in hos toy box, but yes….AGREED tjat Sophie really is worth her weight in gold!!!! FYI…this is Danita’s sister!

  2. Calisson Inc says:

    Thank you very much for you cute & nice dedication to Sophie la girafe. I shared your article on our Facebook : https://www.facebook.com/sophielagirafe.officialUSA
    We are the official US distributor of Sophie la girafe, we invite you to visit our website: http://www.calissoninc.com

    Thank you !!

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