our very own Bears

The pink bear took a bath yesterday. It was turning blue around the edges, dust clinging on to its soft fur. Even showing signs of a faint black "moustache"!

And today, after spinning in the dryer, it has emerged ... tada ... all pink and white again!

The pink bear - it has travelled, to US (to Evanston, Washington DC), and back. Stopping enroute at the Narita Airport. It has seen quite a few international airports indeed.

And its friend - the brown bear.
One of the first bears in our home, in a generation when bears were somewhat of a luxury toy. But having been brought up on a steady diet of Enid Blyton and the bears in the stories, one had to have a bear, even if one be an adult by the time one could get it!


The brown bear - it has grown up in the heartlands, and has travelled - from central to west of Singapore.




The bears - the matriach/patriach in the family of bears and beannies. :)