“My name is Lucy. I’m 3 years old and still sleeping with my teddy. I’m not ashamed.”
Lucy never grew out of the teddy bear phase

“My name is Lucy. I’m 3 years old and still sleeping with my teddy. I’m not ashamed.”
Crunch and his non breathing girlfriend.
I killed Mickey Mouse
Our dog Dash stole the stuffed seal from my daughter that her boyfriend gave her and ate his nose
Lucy loves to unstuff any and all toys she can get ahold of. Every. Last. One.
“We thought Mom bought this puppet as our replacement, so we took care of it ourselves. We are so not sorry.”
Our three labradoodles, (note the one in the back with no dignity) hate my daughter’s puppet so much, we had to put it on a high shelf where they couldn’t reach it. They found a way to get to it and murdered the poor toy.
I steal the trolls and take their clothes off! Then I chew off their noses! 🙁
Shasta is my darling 8 month old foster puppy…who got a little to intense playing with my bunny plushie.
Ironically she is very loving towards my real bunnies.
I’ve eaten so many LEGOS,
I can poop a star wars ship!
Buddy’s mommy recently gave birth to her first child and, for the most part, Buddy has accepted the new addition with grace and good humor. But when Mommy presented her childhood treasure, Sweetheart the Bear, to the new baby…well, her *first* baby decided enough was enough! Sweetheart is currently recuperating at Auntie C’s doll hospital and will soon make her home on a very high shelf.