If I think back on it, I believe that my favorite childhood toys were my teddy dog and my baby blanket. The bear was a little brown dog that I would carry around with me everywhere, and I've been told in every story when I was younger that I'd never put the thing down. There are pictures of me around the house holding it and my little stuffed doggy was my best friend. I used to bring it to school when I was younger and when it came time to take pictures where I had to get all dressed up, if I wasn't holding it, I would start crying. When I was younger, I didn't like to be alone and so my mom gave it to me so that I would be less clingy when it came to people. I must have had it from when I was 3 until I turned 7 because it was loosing the stuffing. Then my mom swapped it out with my baby blanket. The blanket is a fluffy pink one with a picture of the country side on it and some cows. I used to cling to it and walk around and whenever I felt like sleeping in the living room on the floor, I'd put it down and have a bed. I also used to have trouble sleeping alone so whenever my mom went to bed, I'd put it down besides the bed and fall asleep. The reason it means so much to me is because I actually still have it lying around my room.
Ok so I love this story. After reading this so much of our past now makes so much sense! Knowing you, it does not shock me that it was a stuffed dog because you love dogs and animals. Also I was especially excited to hear that there was photographic evidence of you with this dog and I must see these pictures! The part about you getting dressed up and crying about not having you dog is so adorable! Although I have my suspensions that you were crying over the fact that you had to get dressed up compared to not having your dog (joking ). And I also thought it was cute that you have your baby blanket. I still have my baby blanket to and I sleep with mine every night. The story of your dogs is similar to some stories that I have. I had American Girl and My Twin dolls which I sometimes brought to places. I remember going to the market and bringing the doll after putting on its seat belt in the car and later pushing it in a little shopping cart. And do not worry, my mother has pictures so we can share stories! The part about your mom giving you these things so you could get attached to them rather than to people is nice. I know that you do get wicked attacked to people and that’s ok but these animals helped you get attached to them so you could met people and not get to overly attached.
Posted by: Katie Gibney | 02/20/2011 at 12:44 AM