Teddy is a bear I bought for Lola at a school holiday stall in the Plaza. Teddy was $5. I thought he was cute and it would be sweet to get the children one each.
I did not expect Ted to be loved the way he is.
You can already tell Teddy is well loved. His fur is raggedy in spots where it has been pulled at and ran through tired little fingers to comfort one off to sleep.
You can see that Teddy’s mouth is coming off from being played with, made to smile and move.
You can’t see, but I will tell you, there is a hole in the back of Teddy’s neck from where he is carried around in a constant headlock – rarely out of reach of my little one’s grasp.
Teddy has been lost once, left in KMart. He was missing for a week. The smile that lit up Lola’s face when she saw we had Ted back was heartbreaking.
Teddy was filthy recently. He was grubby from general sticky fingers,shopping trips, sandpits and also being vomited on.
I was ready to throw Teddy out. Pat decided to wash him first to see how he came up.
Teddy was sitting in the laundry and Lola saw him.
He hadn’t been washed yet.
Having to drag her away, was horrible.
And then I remembered a Teddy I had. His name was Goldy. He was fluro yellow with pink feet. I remember he got a hole in his neck. And then he was gone. I loved him. And I missed him terribly.
And then I couldn’t get rid of Teddy.
He is just too loved. I can picture tea parties. Cuts and grazes healed with a snuggle. Lola drifting off to sleep with Teddy tucked under her arm. Matching bandaids.
Teddy is her first best friend. I will stitch him up and I will give him back to her better than new.
Teddy was the best $5 I ever spent, I think.