We lost an old friend today: Mr. Bear.
Mr. Bear and Josh have been inseparable for pretty much Josh’s entire life. Mr. Bear was a constant companion, who’s presence was required at book time, bedtime, and often car time as well. I have been blown away by how much comfort one little bear brought one small boy.
And somehow, in the last 3 years, we had never misplaced Mr. Bear for more than a moment. Until today.
Sadly, Mr. Bear got chucked out of the car today by Josh while we were on the freeway. He was in the throes of a raging tantrum at the time. I didn’t even realize Mr. Bear had been relegated to the heavy tires and traffic of I-80 until we got to my parents house half an hour later.
I admit, this boy has depended on Mr. Bear for the last 3 years, and I was initially upset that Mr. Bear was forever gone. But as my husband says, “When you have kids, you just roll with punches. And there are many punches.”
So I hopped in the car, went to Target and bought another bear.
$9.99 later: Hello, Mr. BIG Bear. Welcome to our family. (We’re not sure if we’re friends yet.)
Although ten minutes ago, Josh was clutching Mr. Big Bear in his arms while trying to fall asleep.
So I’d say they’re going to be friends after all.