This is Buddy Bear.
Adam gave up Buddy Bear for Lent, and so he’s perched on the mantle in my bedroom, looking very sad. It makes me a little sad too. It’s a sign that things are changing.
Buddy was a Baptism present. At one time, he was covered in soft white fur, with blue on his ears and the bottom of his feat. He had a patch on his chest that said, “God danced the day you were born.”
Over the years, Buddy has been Adam’s security. He was always close by and Adam rubbed the ribbon around his neck when he was anxious. Buddy would often get left in various places around the house during the day, and we’d have to go on a mad search many nights to find him so Adam could sleep.
Up until last week, Adam had slept with Buddy Bear almost every night of his life.
But a few months ago, I found Buddy on a kitchen chair when I went down to make breakfast. Adam hadn’t even realized he was missing. And now he’s given him up for Lent.
In past years, Adam has joked about giving Buddy up for Lent, but he always chose something else… anything else — ice cream, chocolate, the computer. Unlike the girls, he usually goes for the easiest thing to give up. So the fact that he gave up Buddy this year is very telling.
My boy is growing up.
FranklyStein is a blog by Chesapeake Family Magazine editor Betsy Stein who lives in Catonsville with her husband, Chris, and four children, Maggie, 14, Lilly, 12, Adam, 12, and Jonah, 8.