This was my son's bed this morning after he crawled out of it, "Shh the Care Bears are still sleeping" I was informed. These were all my Care Bears, and one of those blankets was mine too. I didn't push these things on him or even tell him they used to be mine. Somehow he found them and made them his own. As he is old enough now for me to "pass things down" these little moments warm my heart in ways I didn't think were possible.
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