I found him on my doorstep yesterday.
His sign reads "Searching a loving home".
I took him inside and over to my nephew, knowing that THERE he will find exactly what he was searching for...
I was right.
After a little while of eyeing each other ...
... they knew that they were meant to be friends.
It took me blood, sweat and tears (in the sense of the word) and a huge amount of hopefully child-proof hand-sewing to finish HuBÄRt. But I did. I made a series of (different) bears about 12 years ago, and this one reminded me of why I quit making them.
But let me tell you a secret: I would make them in an endless row, just to be given that smile again!