This photo is of all my family’s favourite toys.
These are all very special and if any of them got lost there would be trouble.
The black bear at the back is mine. He is called Blackie. I was given him for my first Christmas by my big brother. He went everywhere with me. He even got lost one day while out shopping but luckily he was found very quickly due to the help of a passer by.
The dodgy looking pink but is actually brown bunny is my husbands, creatively named Brown Bunny. He slept holding his ears every night. He hated it when it was time for the bunny to go in the wash so DH’s mum went out and bought yellow bunny as a substitute. Yellow bunny was never as popular but was ok for wash days.
The white bellied bunny (or kangaroo, we have never been sure) is my eldest son’s bedtime companion. Her name is Raa raa. Initially she was Raberoo but A shortened it. She was given to him as a present when he was born by my work colleague. We weren’t sure that he would be the favourite initially as A favoured an elephant as he liked to chew the trunk but Raa Raa won out. There are multiple Raa Raa’s floating about. We have one that is kept downstairs and both grandparents have one that is kept at their house.
The pink bunny is my daughters. As is a trend in this family she is called Pink Bunny. I bought her this on a whim. I love the make and thought it was cute. She has been a firm favourite ever since. We have purchased a spare too as PB got left at my parents after a visit and we ended up having to meet my dad half way back as L just wouldn’t settle without the damn bunny.
The final teddy is my Milo’s. He is called Dexter the donkey and he was by his side from when Milo was 10 days old until his death. He was a good teddy for him to have as Dexter is machine washable so if he got dropped out of the incubator then he could be cleaned properly and reduced the risk of infection. We decided that we wanted to keep Dexter instead of putting him in the coffin with my Milo. I needed the donkey to be close to me. He initially smelled just like my son. I cradled him just like my son in the early days and still do when I have a bad day. Milo wasn’t left alone though as he had his other donkey and a bear that was his brothers.