When the Big Man and I first started dating in 1993, he gave me a Vermont Teddy Bear. It was quite the extravagant gift, but that’s basically how he rolls. Fast forward 20 years plus, and the Little Man claimed Teddy a long time ago.
He has been his constant companion, his confidante and best friend.
They have happily been journeying through life together until Teddy got loved too much.
We tried to fix him, but his head would not stay put.
My son was sad, because he could no longer cuddle with his best friend.
Luckily, we were able to send him to bear hospital, and get him fixed up as good as new.
It was like Christmas when Teddy returned this week.
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