As soon as I finished my prayers for the evening, Little Hisham came to me carrying an old brown teddy bear. It's been a long time since I'd last seen it. It's not just any normal teddy bear. It was my first ever teddy (and gift/present) from my then boyfriend (now dearest hubby) when we started going out all those years ago.
Altogether now...awwww! Hehehe, I had almost forgotten about it until my daughter dug it out of her toy chest while looking for something in her room. Without any hesitation Hisham grabbed the old soft toy and loudly proclaimed that it was His now.
After almost 15 years maybe I should hand it over to someone else? Who better than my own son? What say you Mr. Hubby? Hehehe...I don't think so.