Teddy

THIS IS TEDDY.


This is perhaps the most precious little thing in the whole world, if your name is Micah. If anything ever happened to Teddy, Micah's world might just silently come crashing down around him.


The boy who fearlessly jumps from the top bunk. The boy who breakdances relentlessly in my living room. The boy who will cut you up with his plastic sword. The boy who doesn't ALWAYS want a kiss from his mommy. The boy who at any given time may or may not be one of the following: Heman, Hulk, Spiderman, Batman, Strong Man or a puppy. That very boy LOVES his teddy. Of course he would never admit it to anyone but teddy (I've heard him).


This little dude has been wrestled with, slept with, lost, found, hidden, cried on, sat on, fought over, traveled to Timmie's, traveled to Grom's, stuffed under a bed, tossed aside and much much more; but most of all...loved. Loved by most definitely one of my favorite little boys in the whole wide world.


Teddy was originally a christmas bear. And if memory serves, he was given to Tucker. He doesn't even have a mouth anymore. That little piece of string that gave him his smile is long gone. Somehow in these few little years, he has lost his smile, his hat and his scarf but he found Micah's heart.


What makes Teddy so very special? I'm really not sure. He sure is soft, and he has a beany bottom. His paws are beany as well, they are good for hitting things and knocking them down. He is a cute little bear, even with the sticky gook under his arm. We could ask Micah, but he would probably deny ever loving Teddy that much. I guess we will just have to wait until Micah has his own kids and tells them about this special little bear in his life.


Teddy...you are loved.