A Bear Named....

My daughter's seventh birthday was last week--her GOLDEN birthday, as she's quick to point out to just about everyone, including the hot guy at Lululemon.  (I guess he's not into single moms, since he declined to ask for my phone number.  His loss.)  Anyway...oh, to be that excited about birthdays again!  As part of her celebration, we went to the Build-A-Bear Workshop: a childhood fan favorite.  Pick an unstuffed teddy bear, stuff it, fluff it, clothe it, name it, and VOILA! a best friend for life is born.

It got me thinking...what if we could just design partner that easily!?

At Build-A-Bear, they do a cute little ritual: pick a small stuffed heart to put inside your bear before he's stuffed.  But before you haphazardly toss that little gem in there, you have to:

• Kiss the heart, so the bear knows he's loved
• Rub it on your forehead, so he's smart
• Touch it to your funny bone, so he has a sense of humor
• Tap it to your ear, so that he's a good listener
• Pat it on your tummy so he's never hungry 

...and a bunch of other cutesy, catchy little acts.  Man!  What if I could do that to a guy?!  I could custom-build a man who is smart, loving, and funny...I even get to make sure there's  a heart inside there!  Then I could take him home, tuck him into bed with me and we would live happily ever after.  Ta-da!

Oh, to dream....

Instead, I built myself a green, clover-themed stuffy.  I gave him a Harley-Davidson bandana and named him Lucky Fat Boy.

I guess that will have to suffice until science catches up....  :)