Last night Clara’s toy of the moment was an old beanie baby style stuffed teddy bear. The bear has seen better days part of an ear has been mostly chewed off by Storm, it’s got the distinctive slobber crusted fur of an animal that’s been loved by Piper and Clara has gotten into the unappealing habit of sucking on one of it’s paws.

But looks aside, Clara loves her Teddy.

(Pretend there is a nice cute picture of Clara holding her Teddy here because that is really what this post should have. While you are at it pretend I’m a computer whiz and am not still arguing with my computers.)

Last night I listened to her talking to her Teddy, it went a little something like this:

“Oh Teddy!!!” Translation: Oh Teddy I’m so happy to see you!

“Oh Teddy.” Translation: Yes I love you too.

“Oh Teddy?” Translation: Are you cold?

“Oh Teddy.” Translation: Here I have snuggled you under blankets is that should be much better.

“Oh Teddy!” Translation: Come on out and play!

“Oh Teddy.” Translation: I love you.

At least I’m pretty sure that’s what she was saying!