i can't remember exactly when i received my favorite stuffed bear, but i think i was under the age of 5. he had many names over the years (i could never settle on just one), but when i was in 5th grade, i finally settled on Joey. he is not named after any particular person.
being a girl, i don't know why my favorite stuffed bear was a "boy", but it certainly fits now that i'm having a precious boy of my own. he will inherit my favorite bear and i'm hoping he loves Joey as much as i do. the bow around his neck did used to be baby blue, maybe that's why i saw him as a boy.
i am not ashamed to admit that this bear has travelled with me all over the world, to Turkey, to Detroit when i went to college, to NYC when i graduated, and now back to Michigan where i first received him. very fitting, i think.
after many nights of being cuddled in bed, afternoons being flipped around at gymnastic tournaments, and just general loving and adoring, Joey's neck seam started to rip a little here and there. Until it was a giant, gaping hole!
so i took some quilting thread and sewed him right up! and then placed him gently in the washing machine with a little detergent. he's in for a wild ride!! delicate cycle, of course.
good as new!! cuddling with rabbit in my nursing corner.
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