Eli lost his little Beary at the 4th of July Parade. He loved that little bear, and brought him everywhere we went. He still cries about him being lost, and we've made every effort to find a replacement. He talks about how the little guy is out there lost and scared, and Beary doesn't understand why Eli isn't coming to rescue him. He says the people who clean up after the parade must have thought Beary was "Parade Trash" and cleaned him up. He says Beary must have been put in a garbage truck, crushed in the hopper, and buried in the landfill.
It's such a sad story, I find myself missing the bear. He used to sit on the front seat next to me in the car, strapped into his own seat belt.
The problem with replacing him is that he's so small. He came with a bear snowsuit we bought when Eli was little. He's cream colored and about 2-3 inches tall. If you've seen this little guy we'd love to come and rescue him.
Here's a link to an
auction on Ebay (that I missed) picturing the little bear in the pocket of the snowsuit.
Eli pretends that our couch is a trash truck. It drives me nuts because he loads every toy we own onto the couch and "drives" it to the dump. The pillows can also be arranged in different ways to create different trucks. It can be a dump truck, a trash truck, a moving truck. Sometimes it's even a trash grinder or compactor. I guess I should be grateful for a child with a wonderful imagination!
This is his recycling center. His trucks load Legos into different spots, effectively sorting all of the recycling into glass, plastic and paper. This will keep Eli occupied for hours, as long as Lilly doesn't knock it down!
