Every kid has a best friend. Andy has Woody, Dorothy has Toto… My toddler has Mr. Bear.
There are two things we don’t leave the house without: blankie and bear. Mr. Bear goes to theme parks, the grocery store and always makes an appearance in our annual Christmas card. If he’s not with us when we hit the road, there is a toddler meltdown — followed by a quick u-turn.
We sneak bear into the “bath” (aka the washing machine) during sleep time and day-by-day he shows signs of just how well-loved he is. When we go shopping, we get comments just like a baby or dog would, “Oh, I love your little friend. What’s his name?”
Mr. Bear got “lost” in Ikea a couple weeks ago but we avoided near disaster. We got about 10-miles down the road when we realized that he was left behind in the bathroom. Luckily, he was still sitting there when we got back to the store. Daddy won’t make that mistake a second time. Then again, Mr. Bear could have made it big, like a stuffed Tiger who got lost at Tampa International Airport recently. His story went viral after airport employees took him on an adventure, until he was returned to his best friend.
I’m glad we can document memories of our toddler and Mr. Bear — and am grateful to a good friend who brought him into our lives. I’ll document their adventures on Instagram with #toddlerandmrbear.



