It’s funny, but when I look at this book, or the would-you-rather book I used yesterday, I recognize that I’m very opinionated and can easily pick one choice over another. However, what isn’t so easy is explaining why–not that I don’t have reasons, but I don’t always want to discuss them publicly. =) I also like it when I have an existing photo or the ability to take a photo for my selection.
Today’s pick:
Question 1704: Teddy bear or security blanket? (and why…)
Me and Dr. Neil, my teddy bear since I was three, named for the doctor who was taking care of me in the hospital when Uncle Gerald and Aunt Lola visited and gave him to me. He’s still in the cabinet next to me, though this photo was taken by Lynne when I was fifteen/sixteen. I never had a security blanket.
Timothy. My teddy bear. He is still here. Somewhere.
Why don’t I remember him?
At this point, I’m Linus clinching to my blankey, but I’m with the other kids: Iz’ ainta waystin miah twicky-an-tweaty inzommah dumn foolz’ pumpkin-patch! Gimmie yoz’ candy!
So you want the blanket AND the candy? When Linuses go bad…
The sugar rush, after the great candy heist; the rocket fuel orange crush feeding an ADHD frenzy, and it’s the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine, the Linus, Snoopy and Schroder band takes all.
I voted. Mailed.
Excellent–our early voting begins on the 21st.
I never had a security blanket either, but I can’t remember what I had? I still have some of the toys I had as a child, too.
They are precious, both from our memories, and from their givers.