mtoshaughnessySo I have a thing for stuffed bears. (get your minds out of the gutter!) I love mine and call them my children because I'm working toward "Crazy Old Man at the End of the Road" status.
But when all is said and done and I assume my husband is shaking his head at me... There are days like yesterday when I realize I've infected him with my madness.
How do I know?
This was waiting on the end of my bed for me. He giggled like a loon.
