Yup. Really. Slippery Soap is along for the ride. Now, I did not know (until yesterday) that Slippery Soap was in the RV.
Now, before you think I've gone totally off my rocker, I have to fill you in on the backstory.
A long time ago in a far away time, my children loved the show, Blue's Clues. *I* loved Blue's Clues (and Steve--Joe was a poor substitution) because Blue meant a solo visit to the bathroom. And so entered Blue's Clue's toys. The mailbox, a Blue pillow and-- a small stuffed Slippery Soap. The toys were much enjoyed but, the children grew up and no longer played with Blue and his friends.
It was time for the toy purge.
I gather up all the Blue's Clue's toys and outside to the garbage bin they go---however, in my initial sweep I had missed Slippery Soap. So, off to the trash Slippery Soap went. All by himself--face up.
Along comes my husband--he opens up the trash bin and there is Slippery Soap, staring at him. So, he rescues him and pulls him out of the bin. Now, my husband is a smart man. He knew that Slippery Soap had worn out his welcome inside the house. He proceeds to place Slippery Soap on the dash of his work truck. Slippery Soap lived many happy years in Keith's work van.
When the time came to turn the work van back in to the company, Slippery Soap somehow made his way into the house--I'm pretty sure he spent some time in a drawer or a cupboard, but I didn't see him.
When Keith started working out of state, Slippery Soap went with him. In the RV.
So *that* is how Slippery Soap ended up on our cross country adventure. Since he's here, he might as well join us. I expect you'll see Slippery Soap at all our major stops. :)
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