A week ago we lost Bear.

Yep, we really did.

Now, we've lost Bear before and have either 1~found her or 2~pulled out a Backup Bear and all was well.

But this time, that didn't work.
We could NOT find Bear anywhere and the only Backup Bear we have is one that she deemed for Caleb because the tag didn't work right (I'll have to go into the entire thing about Bear, about Bear's tag, and what it's all really about another time). SO, THAT Bear just wasn't working.

We tried to make do though..with Backup Bear (who is really "New Bear") and Pink Puppy. It was a long few days though. Then I finally gave in and took her to the store to find another lovie with a heart tag (it has to be the material/threaded TY tag) to see if that would help.
It did..sort of. She still really just had to have New Bear and still wished she had Baby Bear. We were making it though.

I had a friend that said "Maybe this is what she needs to break her of Baby Bear."
Nope, not so much. She just satisfied herself with New Bear and longed for her real one.

For the life of me though I couldn't think of anyplace we went last weekend and I could not find that darn bear!

Today we did what is usually our NORMAL SATURDAY errands. We went to Petsmart. We go to Petsmart almost EVERY Saturday. Maybe that's why it didn't even cross my mind that we had probably gone last weekend...

Anyway, there we were...went to get our crickets and then make the walk past the doghouses (the kids always climb into those) and then go to the front to watch the dogs play that are in the doggy daycare. We ALWAYS watch them through the glass walls. We sit down and just watch. ....
......
right next to the walls/windows are large shelves that have dog beds on them.
Georgia likes to climb into the dog beds and curl up...

and today she did the same thing...

like she always does...

(do you see where I am going with this?)

...and when she did she said "Momma, I have Baby Bear!"

I didn't catch on...thought she was talking about the bear we brought in with us, New Bear.

I said "Ok Baby."

She said "Baby Bear was in the dog bed!"

I again didn't really catch on and just gave her an odd look and said ok.

Then she held it up and showed me the tag and said "LOOK! It's BABY BEAR! Baby Bear was here!"

That's when it clicked!
We had apparently gone to petsmart last weekend, Georgia had apparently had Baby Bear with her, climbed into the SAME dog bed, and there we left Baby Bear! I had NO IDEA! (honestly I don't even remember going there!)

and praise God, there Baby Bear stayed.

and waited

and sure enough, we came back...unaware that Baby Bear was there waiting for us.

Thank goodness PetSmart doesn't sell too many dog beds!
(or clean off their shelves!)
and that we are creatures of habit!
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It was wonderful!
We are all so happy that Baby Bear is back in the family.

Hi there! I know, I've been gone a long time! I kept thinking of all the things I would need to post whenever I came back and it was a bit daunting... so I decided that I am NOT going to try to catch everyone up. I post on Facebook a lot and there most people have been able to keep up. :0)

I just wanted to pop on and share something little but cute.

If you don't know how big of a deal a small cut on your thumb can be, check with Georgia. See, when you are a thumb sucker and you have a band-aid on your sucking thumb..it causes BIG problems.
We got to experience it today at nap time and it was NOT fun.
She was so frustrated and upset (being extremely tired added to that fun) and couldn't figure out a solution to the problem.
I of course shared some thoughts: suck with band-aid on, take band-aid off, suck your other thumb, etc. She was adamant though that none of those would work. I told her that she had another thumb and 8 other fingers she could choose from.
My frustration level was going higher and higher.
It's not often we still nap in this house, especially ALL of us.
But today was one of those times, or at least I was trying for it to be.

She finally said "I caN'T suck on that thumb (the other one) Momma! It doesn't taste good! This one tastes good, this one doesn't!" I asked her what they tasted like and she very seriously shared with me:
"This one tastes like strawberries. This one tastes like grape. I don't like grape."

so..there ya' have it!
She finally fell asleep (after probably 40 minutes of distress) without sucking on anything at all.

Hmmm...strawberry, grape.

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