Nowadays most of us ladies are pretty tough. We’re strong, independent, we run marathons, build stellar careers, and helm flourishing modern families. Even the toughest of femme fatales and supermoms can remember what, for many of us, was our very first friend though: our first teddybear. Mine was handmade by my eldest aunt and held a permanent place by my side from the day that I was born. We’ll never get back that childhood innocence of sipping phony tea with our favorite cuddly teddy, but once in awhile it’s fun to show a little stuffed animal envy, just for old times’ sake.
