Bear Hugs

The Kid in our house loves teddy bears. I do not think I've ever met a boy who loves bears the way he does. At last count, he had 19. They all have names and personalities. There is Heavy, the very large bear and Little Brother(pictured here), Heavy's brother. There's Chocolate and Licorice. Then there are the triplets - Madro from Fadro 1, 2, and 3. His first bear was named Sleepy. Sleepy Bear got lost on The Kid's first trip to Atlanta. Ever since, he hesitates before taking anything he likes with him to Atlanta. We are still praying for Sleepy's return.

The Kid is so very proud of his bear collection. He lines them up on the couch regularly and counts them. He has serious talks with them. They are his friends. They have been to the mall (only a few at a time), gone on vacations, eaten all kinds of food, and played in the park. They have heard the deepest thoughts and hurts of The Kid and they have always managed to help him feel better.

I am glad for his furry friends. I especially look forward to the day I unpack the box of bears that I will save for his own child! Yep, that's what it is all about - parenting for the day it all "comes around."

Meanwhile, I will enjoy every day of being the "grandma" of 19 fuzzy friends and the fun they bring to our home!