My 16 year old is an interesting child. He's a burly, manly type, spending hours in the gym to get the washboard abs and huge (for his frame) biceps that make girls swoon. He's also a "tough guy", in a lot of ways. He goes to a rough high school and has a reputation of being quiet, nice and accepting of everybody, but one Not To Be Messed With.
So he had surgery on his wrist on Wednesday. We tried to do it outpatient, but he was in too much pain and wasn't able to hold anything down, so they admitted him. I asked him if he wanted anything from home and he said "Fluffy". Fluffy is a stuffed penguin. My tough-guy 16 year old needed a stuffed critter in the hospital with him. Before my BF could get there with Fluffy, I bought a smaller stuffed penguin for him, which he was very excited about and the welcome package from the floor unit included a stuffed cat. Mr. Macho Man had all three stuffed critters lined up on his bed and checked to make sure they were still there every time he woke up. He was discharged yesterday morning, but we had to go back to the ER late last night (swelling under the cast...we just needed to open the cast up a bit). Guess who came with us? If you guessed Fluffy the Stuffed Penguin, you'd be right.
So not exactly something he said, but so cute and so funny that even the tough guy teenagers still need their lovies when they get sick.