Joey Looks Pretty Good for Being 30-something!

(poor picture quality as I didn't want to wake him with a camera flash)

When I was born, my dad purchased this doll from the hospital gift store. My parents named him Joey (well, I assume they named him because that's been his name as long as I can remember.) Anyway, Joey always remained in my room growing up and came along when I got married. For a while, he was just tucked away in a drawer....because obviously it would have been a tad creepy to have him in bed with Dan and I.

When Ari was born, Joey moved into her room. Since she didn't show partiular favoritism to him, he moved on to Jared's room when he came along. Joey stayed in Jared's room, or in the stuffed animal pile for many years till he moved on to William's room.

None of my kids have ever shown a particular clinging to Joey....but he stick's around (because he's mine, technically!).

One night last week, I was out past Will's bedtime. When I went into his room to kiss him goodnight - this is what I saw. And yes, my heart melted!!!