Some children have security blankets. They suck their thumbs and caress the silk piping till it’s left in tatters. Screaming and crying ensues when ‘blankie’ has to be washed. God forbid it’s lost at bedtime, because no one will sleep.
My ‘blankie’ was Goggy Bear. A stuffed tiger that my cousin Eddie had outgrown. Mommie told me she had no idea how I came up with his name. He became so loved, he fell apart.
Santa brought me a new one, which I promptly tossed aside. Though ripped up and dirty, the toy was mine. He was love.
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My mother told me I was a silky edge of the blanket baby & toddler. Since I have no recollection, I have to believe her.
I think most of us did have one. It helped us cope, and grow up.
A stuffed monkey named Mickey. Sock monkey? I’d forgotten until now. Wow.
I’m glad I could help you remember. Thanks for sharing with me.
That’s sweet, darling. But avoid the sock monkeys!
I’m laughing at that one, Helena. My husband got each of the girls one of those flying sock monkeys and they’re hilarious. (Of course, they’re older, but still…) Good one, Renee. That’s exactly what kids do.
I never had one when I was a kid. Now I have a sock monkey hat. Love it!
Helena my dear, I have a sock monkey hat that I wear in the winter time. Hahahaahah!
I guess that’s better than sour!
I had a tattered light-blue dog which was won for me at a state fair when I was a toddler. 🙂 Did your parents ever tell you how you managed to name a tiger Goggy Bear?
My mom told me I came up with the name the first time I held Goggy Bear. I was all of 18 months old and my vocab was kind of limited. 🙂
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It’s a sweet story, Renee, reminding me of all the special animals my kids had over the years.
But I have to ask relative to Goggy Bear: Did you spank him?
Thanks for the comment Perry. No, I don’t think I ever spanked him. Giggle….
this is just sooooooo sweet 🙂
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I kept my teddy bear until Sis threw up on him and me, then Mom washed him and his head fell off.
Oh poor you for losing your teddy bear. I hope you found something to replace it. 🙂
Yes, but divorced her… 🙂
I’m sorry to hear that….
lol – don’t be…it is fine!
One little suggestion…”my cousin Eddie had grown out of”…might be more concise and save a couple of words if you say, “my cousin Eddie had outgrown.”
Thank you for the comment and I will be sure to make the edit you suggested. You’re right, it does flow better.
A great story that has reminded us all of our security toys, does anybody ever remember the moment when we don’t need them anymore though?
I was so little, I don’t remember when I gave it up. As I’ve gotten older, my security blankets have become the loves of my life. They keep me grounded….
Ahh Renee, now I want one too! I still have Timmy although I recently noticed he is missing an eye. But I’m missing a few things I had when were both young as well. Nice to see you sweetie!
Thanks for the comment sweetheart. It’s nice to see you too! I hope you’re doing well. I’m glad you have Timmy. Even if he has lost an eye.
I slept with a pink elephant until I was 15.
I think my doggies are now my security blanket. I can’t sleep well without them snuggled up next to me.
That works…I just use my pillows.
I agree on the pillows. How a person can only sleep with one pillow is beyond me. 🙂
Very cute, there’s a reason why young kids name their stuffed animals “bear”. 🙂
You can always tell a toy that has been well-loved; not as pretty as others, but they have personality.
Yes my dear, they most certainly do have some good personality.
a lovely, sweet story.. reminded me too of my childhood 🙂
I’m glad you liked it, and that it made you remember….
I still have my teddy bear… and he wrote me a poem a while ago that I shared for another prompt… 🙂 those toys are still close to our heart.
They always will be Bjorn. They mean everything.
and my father’s knitted little animal still resides at home, even after he passed away it’s like a piece of him remaining.
I have a little lamb that my daddy had as a child. It means the world to me.