While I was toodling down memory lane, I came across a picture that made me stop. And pull it out. And scan it. Here it is...
In fact, here's how I've known Mr. Bear as long as I can remember:
That's some serious teddy bear devotion.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Before and After
I spent lots of time last weekend scanning old pictures and trying to clean up the craft room. While I was poking around up there, I found an old photo album I didn't recognize. Turns out, it's my baby book. Kind of fun to flip through. It's just photos, really and a birth announcement. But still, it's nice to have. Mom didn't seem the baby book sort, so it was a happy surprise to find it.
While I was toodling down memory lane, I came across a picture that made me stop. And pull it out. And scan it. Here it is...
That's me, passed out cold and with a rather unfortunate hairdo. My nap buddy there is Mr. Bear, shiny new and all decked out with his fancy gold ribbon. He's the reason I pulled this particular picture. I don't remember him ever looking like that, or having a ribbon around his neck, for that matter...
In fact, here's how I've known Mr. Bear as long as I can remember:
This is Mr. Bear today. You can't quite see it in the picture, but this is one flat bear. I slept on top of him for at least 2 years, and squashed him like a pancake. I'm guessing that's where he lost his mouth and nose, too. He doesn't complain, though. In fact, he'll still come out of retirement occasionally to play me a slightly slow-motion version of his favorite lullaby if I turn his music box crank.
That's some serious teddy bear devotion.
While I was toodling down memory lane, I came across a picture that made me stop. And pull it out. And scan it. Here it is...
In fact, here's how I've known Mr. Bear as long as I can remember:
That's some serious teddy bear devotion.
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Thats awesome, I love that you still have your bear, and you have a picture of him all nice and shiny and new. I still have my favorite bear from when I was 5, showing a lot of love from over the years (and survived countless trips to the laundry machine!).
ReplyDeleteI agree, That is an awesome photo. My son had a bear, I don't think we have a picture of it new. When he was growing up I told him if he ever felt he was too old for the bear, he must give it to me. At 14 he finally gave it up - walked up to me in the kitchen and handed him over. I kept him. Sometime around his 30th birthday, he discovered that I still had the bear. He asked for it back. I was thrilled to return the bear to his rightful owner. I was also glad to see that he had matured enough to want a piece of his childhood back. And, in fact, my adult daughter did the same thing. Very special that picture of yours.
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