This week my 10 year-old son dug up his old Teddy Bear, “Blueberry”. I had picked up the blue bear for him 5 years ago when I was back visiting one of my alma mater’s (Duke University – “Blue Devils”). He has been sleeping with Blueberry in his bed the last few days. Mind you, we have recently seen “Toy Story 3” (see my post).
Last night he came and sat with me saying, “I remember the whole thing” and with teary-eyes but a faint smile he proceeded to tell me the day I gave him the bear including what we were wearing and the weather. I asked him what he was feeling. He asked me, “Dad, why do we stop playing with our toys? Those are such good memories.”
Oh the power of imagination and of imaginary friends.