I'm a sap. I still have my childhood teddybear. He sits under the bed in our bedroom and it's the only real childhood toy I've managed to hold onto. I also had a monkey once, that had a 'Planet of the Apes' type rubber face and a soft body. It almost stood as tall as me when I was 4 / 5yrs old. He must've ended up being re-homed as I only have photographic evidence of him in old family albums. My Mom liked us to 'share' our toys with various charities while we were growing up so I've not held onto anything, except for my teddybear.
Anyway - over this past Easter weekend when we told Kerry and Mornay I was pregnant. We found him in a little shop in a little village called Rye. I plucked him from a basket and he came to live with us. He also matches our bedroom colour scheme nicely. My intention was that he'd become Little Ones first stuffed animal. Ryan named him Dudley. Not sure why? We always thought that we'd get a cat one day and call him Dudley. But alas; baby trumps cat and no child of mine will be named Dudley!
Dudley is a bunny.
Then we had dinner this week with one of my oldest and dearest friends who is also one of Little Ones Godparents. Rich has cottoned on rather quickly to the duties of being a Godparent (only joking!) as he came bearing gifts. A little friend for Dudley...after much deliberation around the dinner table we named him George and he hails from a little shop in Cambridge.
George is a monkey.
They make an odd couple 'ol Dudley and George. But they will be friends for life.
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