ALL FOR A BEAR

Mason has this bear (pictured above) that he LOVES. He carries it around with him and sleeps with it every night. Well, on Tuesday night he wakes up at 2:30 AM and starts crying because he wants his bear. I started panicking because I thought I had left it out in the car. I am not about to go out in below freezing weather to fetch his beloved bear. So I run to get another bear. Surely I can trick him into thinking that this is his bear, it's dark afterall and he won't be able to tell. Boy, was I wrong. I bring it in to him and just tuck it under the covers hoping he will just feel the fur and think this is his bear. He immediately grabs it and holds it up like he is inspecting it and throws it at me and says "no my bear". Are you kidding? So I run to tell Cameron that I have to go outside and get Mason's bear from the car knowing that Cameron would go for me :). He gets dressed goes out to the car and searches the car, no bear. He did find something else of interest. Both sets of our car keys on the front seat with the door unlocked(my fault). Some thief could have hit the jackpot. So Cameron comes in with no bear and I am trying to convince Mason that his bear is at Grandma's having a sleepover. He isn't having it. All of this agony, and we end up finding mr.bear on the floor in Mason's room. What? Yes, all of this for a flippin bear.