Mr. Beary

For my friend, Joyce, as a farewell present. She was going to Japan as a one-year exchange student.

Since it's my first, you can see that his feet are not the same size, also his right arm is shorter than his left. What a poor bear. And he has eyes, even though you cannot see them.

I didn't named him. I told my friend to do it. And I didn't ask her if she did it or not. So, I'll call him Mr. Beary

Mr. Beary, you are my first. I think the green apron made you adorable. I kind of miss you. You stayed with me only a few hour after you born. (That's mean I use last minute to finish you in time :)

I hope you're doing good. She must love you like I do. 'Cause she kind of shocked when I told her I made you myself. Honestly, me, the maker also shocked that she can made a crochet bear. (After this one I got that look every time I gave someone my project. I get used to it now. The look in their faces are priceless.)