If you asked my three year old what he was thankful for – without hesitation, you’d get one word :: BEEAAAAR!
A gift celebrating the little man’s arrival, Bear has seen it all. Doctor’s offices, supermarkets, airplanes, the library…the list goes on.
It’s the little man’s comfort. Someone to tell secrets to, hug, and play games with.
We were “teaching” Bear to play baseball the other afternoon. And then it became a big hugfest.
I don’t think he could love his bear any more ::
And I bet, if Bear could talk, he would tell amazing tales of his adventures with this little guy.
by Cathy
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