Jason got me this bear for Valentine's Day in 2009. It was as a joke because I always make fun of stupid Valentine's traditions. Regardless, it gives me great joy each time I think about Jason standing in line at Walmart, trying to retain his manliness while holding this huge bear.
Every night, my teddy bear begins the night lying on my left side. Every morning I wake up and he's on my right side. On the floor. Ooops..... Good thing my teddy bear can't speak or I imagine he would have some stern words of warning for Jason.
I really do love him, I promise. Look how cute we are together.
Don't tell my teddy bear (I don't want to hurt his feelings) but I'm ready for my real bunkmate.