A close-up of the wool felt teddy bear...I love how he turned out.
I did not have a 'cuddly' as a child. My older son had a teddy bear. A friend had given us a beautiful Gundt anniversary edition bear for him when he was born. I put it in his crib. Once he discovered it, it went every where with us. He eventually had to wear an infant t-shirt to cover his worn belly. I saved "Bear", of course. Washed him one more time and hung him by his ears to dry, packed him away in a shoebox. Several years ago, I came across the box when sorting through some things. I took the box and gave it unopened to my son, who was 17 at the time. He opened the box...tears came to his eyes, and he exclaimed..."Bear!" and hugged him just as if he were two years old. It was wonderful to see that childlike love in my teenager's eyes once more.