Bear

Bear was there at the beginning.

He hung on my hospital door boasting Sean's arrival.

Then Bear moved to the NICU to watch over Sean.

Once Sean came home Bear found his place on the book shelf. (First time nervous nelly momma didn't want anything in baby's crib.)

Eventually Bear was promoted to the crib. Which meant Bear was now constantly covered in baby saliva and/or milk.

So in order to stay in the crib Bear had to face the machine.

 Here he is for his first bath. It was quite a rough ride.

 He came out clean and fresh and ready to get back to his job.

I love the way Sean has attached himself to his little Bear. He's not over attached and only sees Bear at bedtime, yet he excitedly grabs for him just before sleep and also as soon as he wakes up. Although, sometimes I find Bear on the floor, chucked out of the crib.  Sean is probably testing the waters, seeing how far a fall it is to the floor.

 I too had a bear, named Stinky Bear, who was there on day one of my life. I sucked on the tag on Stinky Bear's bottom, just like Sean does to his Bear.  The tag came off, but I still tired to suck where the tag was and wore his fur off. Stinky Bear got his name because he was just that, stinky. Sean's bear might earn the same name.