Friday, January 3, 2014

A Boy and His Bear

Once upon a time, there was a sweet smelling, fluffy bear named Charley.

Charley was looking for a new friend, and it didn't take long before she found and  moved in with an itty-bitty boy named Harrison.  At first Harrison didn't really pay much attention to Charley Bear, but as time passed, he fell crazy in love with her.  He loved to snuggle with Charley Bear and would kiss/suck on her nose at night until he drifted off to sleep.

Over time, all of Harrison's loves took their toll on Charley Bear.  She became less and less sweet smelling, less and less fluffy.  She was down right raggedy.  But that didn't change Harrison's love for the sweet bear....if anything, it made him love her more.

Harrison's mom tried to be sneaky, replacing the original Charley Bear with an "understudy," but Harrison was much too wise to be fooled by tricks like this.  As a matter of fact, Harrison decided to turn the tables on his mom and made the decision that he was actually a 2 bear kinda to hold and one to kiss!  And while there were now 2 of them in the mix, the original Charley still ranked supreme.

One day, after he had been giving Charley Bear slobbery kisses for close to a year, Harrison's parents noticed that the material connecting Charley's nose to her face was wearing dangerously thin.  They kept an eye on that little nose, until one night, his mom went to check on the sleepy duo (or trio!) and noticed that the nose had been flipped inside out.  With a heavy heart, she removed Charley Bear from Harrison's bed and crossed her fingers that he didn't wake up panicked at her abduction in the middle of the night.  The next morning, Harrison woke in tears muttering the question "Bear?" broke his mom's heart.

Harrison's mom and dad knew that something had to be done, but the question was "What?".  Totally take Charley away??!  They weren't quite ready for that, and neither was their little boy.  Instead, they made a joint decision to finish up the job that Harrison had started.  Dad got the scissors, and moments later they had a noseless bear on their hands.
The hole left behind by that little nose was much larger than either of them expected and required some pretty significant repair.  The surgery was long and tedious, but before Harrison knew it....Charley Bear was back in his arms.  He gave Bear, with her new and improved (and gigantic) felt nose, a curious once over while his mom and dad stood by with fingers crossed.    
And before they knew it, the slobbery kisses resumed. 

All was well with the boy and his Bear.

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