Us and our bears...by Gage

So when I was about 5 months old, on a whim, my mommy laid me down with a little brown bear. I instantly snuggled up to this bear and Mommy and Daddy named him "B". B is for brown, bear, baby, Brian (who gave him to me in the first place). B has seen me through bad nights of teething, moving from my crib to my big boy bed , and many other sleep issues. I really love him and now I can't sleep without him.



And when Griffin was born, it was only natural that the gift I give him be a teddy bear. I had hoped to find a little brown one, but found a little blue one instead. And that worked out well, since there is no confusion on whose bear is whose!

It took Griffin a little bit longer to get attached to his bear and we couldn't ever figure out a name for his bear. But about a month ago, Griffin named him "Baby" all on his own. So now we call his bear "Baby".

Aren't we just a couple of little darlings?