Bears

I have tons of stuffed animals, all of which my mother wants me to get rid of. She clearly doesn’t understand how hard it is to part with a piece of your childhood. But I suppose they would do more good in the arms of a child, than in the corner of my closet.

So in the spirit of Christmas I suppose I can sort through them and pick my favorite 5, or 7.

I’m not making any promises though, just saying this is a possibility…a small possibility.