If a dog is mans best friend, than a stuffed one is a boy's! And Will has had one pretty much his entire life. His BBF has traveled first class, ventured the Arctic Circle to southern Greece, celebrated birthdays and holidays, and gotten him through many sick days. Even at a few weeks shy of 7 years old, he still will fall asleep with him each night.
So last night during prayers when he broke out in a hysterical cry, I knew something was terribly wrong. His BBF lost an eye! By luck we found it and today while he was at school Nurse-In-Training Fran reattached the eye with some TLC.
I know one day this stuffed dog will be lost in the back of his closet, but for now...it is keeping my oldest young :)