I missed him too much. My daily dose of Fred seriously chills me out, I'm okay with admitting that. The man was cool-- and way before his time. I don't know what I'll do when my kids no longer are in love with him....I think I'll still be watching. Do you know that his mother knit him all his sweaters? Oh, I could go on about all the reasons I love him, but I'll spare you the gushing.
The big box made it's way back just in time for me to say a sad goodbye to Andrae. I liked his mossy french dress much better than that waxy plastic plant tutu thing Santino did. Ewww.
(I know. I'm a dork. In many, many ways.)