Little bear is very clear about things that belong to him. 'Is mine!' is a frequent cry. As the only child, a very indulged child and a very charming child, it is hard to deal with.
Today as little bear 'helped' me to put away his clothes, I pulled out all of his old vests that are all at least a year old. He looked very dubious when I told him that they were going away (actually, probably binwards - I bought cheap and he wore them to death). Because they were his.
The other problem is books. I suggested that to make room we should get rid of some books, perhaps to the Methodists? No, they were his, thank you. Even the cardboard ones. Even the ones that weren't proper stories.
I am going to have to try and think about this. All his relatives indulge him (me included) and certainly some of them are impossible to stop - darling uncle!
Also, I cannot guarantee that if things go missing he will not remember them. He could remember that two books were given him by his auntie, nearly a year ago.
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