One of the things I was totally insane about (and Eric will tell you that there were many) when I was pregnant was what Vake's "lovey" was going to be. I was bound and determined to have his favorite animal picked out for him well in advance of his birth. I dragged Eric to a couple of stores to find the perfect bear, notably one in Carytown where the shopkeeper informed us in a very serious tone that her bears were collectible and taking off the tags would destroy their value.
The perfect bear is actually a giraffe- I think mostly because he can get his little arm around Raffi's neck and because he likes to gum Raffi's ears. He sleeps with Raffi every night. I think it may be too soon to know whether or not Raffi will retain the same position as the favored toy, but they are pretty sweet together right now.
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