My First Teddy

When I went home for Christmas, my mother pulled him out for the Itty Bits to play with.  I’d almost forgotten him.  He never had a name and when you hug him, he squeaks.

This picture?  Made my day absolutely lovely. Do you have a favorite childhood friend?

4 thoughts on “My First Teddy

  1. Awww… My poor Big Ted still exists but he’s stuffed at the back of a cupboard with a broken nose and a burn from when I accidentally dropped him into the fire when I was small.

  2. Isn’t it great to find an old friend like that? I still have my first teddy and he inspired me to write my blog. He doesn’t have much fur left, but he’s still my first teddy.

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