Poop bear

Sebastien rediscovered his old friend Poop Bear this afternoon.

The sweet bear got his unfortunate name because he spent the first nine months of Sebbie's life perched on the edge of the changing table, to help be a distraction during diaper changes. After that, the bear started to escape to other parts of the house as much as he could. He said he had seen enough and thought surely there must be more to the world than what he was experiencing. He was on a bookshelf for a while, and the past two months, he's been hiding in a toy basket. Then he made it up to our bedroom and hung out there for the last week. Which is where Sebastien discovered him today.

Sebastien spent the afternoon gleefully saying the name "Poop Bear" over and over...