This is Blue Bear.

One day I was just sitting in the car with my mother, waiting on my auntie to come out of the store. It was like Kmart, Target, something like that. I was in kindergarten I think.

So when she comes back she’s like “I have a surprise!” And she gives me this blue bear.

I don’t know. I just love him.

I remember a few months after I got him I told everyone it was his birthday. So we got some of those ice cream cups from Jewel. And some cupcakes. Lit up a candle and everyone in the house sang:

“Happy Birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Blue Bear. Happy birthday to you.”

It was pretty fun.

At some point I gave him to my little brother. But I HAD to take him back. And I’m really glad I did. Cause the basement flooded and my little brother had toys all over the floor. I saved his life.

: )

A few years ago I put that little happy face ring on him. Just cause.

I talk to him sometimes. Not in a crazy way just like…“today was a good day Blue Bear”. Or “I’m going crazy Blue Bear”. Or “why do I keep doing this to myself Blue Bear?”.

And he just stares….and stares. But he’s a really good listener. Hah hah hah!