Ode to Pinky

This is Sarah's bear, Pinky. She has slept with him (I'm not sure why we have decided that he is a boy but he is) every night since she was six months old. Recently she discovered that she can shred things with her front teeth. Unfortunately Pinky is getting the brunt of it. Every time I get her out of the crib I see little Pinky particles on the floor next to it. The worst part as evident by the picture is his nose. There used to be a little triangle of black felt among all that thread but she shredded that as well. This is all that's left of his nose.

We love Pinky. He is Sarah's comfort and when she wants him she says, "inky, inky". I'm afraid that he will not last much longer. Hopefully we will be able to find a suitable replacement when the time comes. In the mean time we are hoping that is still far into the future.