My parents have a story I wrote and illustrated about my teddy bear, Grey Bear (guess what color he is), in kindergarten. Apparently he didn't want to hibernate, so I found him out in the woods and rescued him. I am fairly certain that Grey Bear was a therapist long before I knew what therapists were--he always said such smart, comforting things. (He now lives at the head of my bed, between my and Spouse's pillows.)
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My parents have a story I wrote and illustrated about my teddy bear, Grey Bear (guess what color he is), in kindergarten. Apparently he didn't want to hibernate, so I found him out in the woods and rescued him. I am fairly certain that Grey Bear was a therapist long before I knew what therapists were--he always said such smart, comforting things. (He now lives at the head of my bed, between my and Spouse's pillows.)