a tradition kept.

Growing up my family had loads of traditions, and naturally when the grand kids came along my parents were quick to make traditions with them too.

{this was one of many trips with my Dad...look at how tiny Van is}

I was pregnant with Savannah when my Dad started the Build-A-Bear tradition. It was his thing. For those first few years that my Dad was apart of Savannah's life there were many o' trips to that place. We haven't necessarily kept the tradition like my Dad would. We have added to her already large collection in the past years, but we are sporadic about going.

Devin has obviously never been around my parents to start any traditions like Savannah did. When Devin's birthday rolled around this year, my Sista did our Dad's tradition proud...she sent Devin a gift card to go and build his first animal at Build-A-Bear.

That nameless stuffed dog has slept in his bed with him every. single. night. since making him. He calls it his baby, and most of the time Devin has him wrapped in a blanket in a car seat toting "baby" around during the day.

Thank you Auntie for keeping a tradition alive in our family...I didn't realize how much I loved it.