I thought about titling this post

‘bear with me’

‘he’s no grizzly’

‘I love you beary much’

Then I stopped myself from such ridiculous cheese.  Come on.  I’m almost 38 years old.  According to the dictionary a cheesy person is, “marked by an obvious lack of style or good taste.”

So here I am.  And here is my little cuddly grizzly bear.  Cheese and all.

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And yes, I will freely admit that one  year I sent out a Christmas card with a huge cut-out bear that said, “Beary Christmas!”  I know. I know.

HERE is a Valentine’s Day card with Mason in the same outfit.

Once a cheese, always a cheese.