Call me a kid, but I love this place. It's so cute. It never gets old. First, you choose your teddy from the wall of teddies.
Then you pick up the limp skin of your new teddy and move to the next station. (Okay, this step is not so cute, but just grab your lose skin and pretend it's all okay.)
I already loved him before he was stuffed. Speaking of which, the next step is...you guessed it:
We stood in line (with all of the little kids) to have our teddy brought to life. When it was our turn, we both stood on the pedal that makes the fluff flow.
The nice lady waiting for us was called Cheryl. She helped us stuff our teddy. She also made us kiss and rub his heart, jump up and down and spin in place three times. And we happily did....because we're three.
She made him come to life by filling him with fluff love.
Then she sewed him up so his fluff would stay in. She assured us that no teddy was harmed in the sewing process.
Then we had to name him. We weren't as creative as usual this time - we called him Midnight.
After we did the birth certificate we had a new teddy! Welcome to the family, Midnight Teddy!
I'm sure his brothers Perry Bear and Teddy Too will be happy to see him!
|Teddy Too (left), Perry Bear (right)|