While we were in Tucson over the summer visiting family, Porter took this Woolly Mammoth from Uncle Ryder's bed. Porter instantly fell in love!! Ryder was so sweet to give it to Porter permanently. For an 8 year old boy, this was quite a sacrifice! Now, Porter carries it around almost everywhere he goes. If Porter is ever upset or having a hard time it is almost always made better simply by handing him his mammoth. He even calls it "Mammy" now. He doesn't call me "Mom" yet, but he will call the Mammoth "Mammy". I love this little boy, Mammoth and all!
