Lions and tigers and BEARS! Oh My!

This past weekend at the shower in Summerville Emmie revceived a HUGE stuffed bear.  It's the kind of bear that every kid yearns for: soft, cuddly, and bigger than everyone else's stuffed animal!  Yesterday I put it in the nursery beside Emmie's crib (about as far as you can get from the doorway...this will be an important detail later on in our story).  Up until our story begins Franklin had not shown much interest in the bear.  However last night Paul and I were sitting on the couch, watching TV, and I was feeding Emmie when we noticed that Franklin was missing.  When Franklin dissapears either a) he's exhausted and has gone to get in our bed or b) he's up to no good.  Last night it was option "b".  When we notice he's not around Paul starts glancing around for him and as he looks behind him towards Emmie's room here comes Franklin...dragging the bear behind him!  Ten pound Franklin has manged to drag this massive bear across the carpet in Emmie's room, around the dresser and through the doorway, through the hallway and through the doorway into the den!  Paul said that when Franklin saw Paul looking at him, Franklin looked at Paul as if to say "well, are you going to help me or what?".  Poor Franklin, he drug the ferocious bear out of his baby's room and those terrible parents just went and put it right back in there...it's rough being the responsible one in the family.

I couldn't get Franklin to pose with the bear but he and Emmie are about the same size and so she volunteered to have her picture taken to provide a visual.