When my daughter was born she was given Teddy. Teddy was dearly loved. He went on many adventures. Sometimes he stayed behind on road trips or on planes. We never heard what he got up to. Once he got tossed onto the glass roof protecting the lowest part of the Portland airport. Somehow he always made it back.He had a new nose stitched on, eyes repaired and repainted at the annual hospital teddy care. He had a companion as well, Cinnamon, whom, as you might expect, was a cinnamon colored teddy that was a bit larger.Both were well loved.At one point in time my girls went nuts over beanie babies. Way nuts. After a few years as my daughter went through adolescence the beanies were relegated to a large box (large!). It was always in my way in the basement or garage or wherever it was so finally I got sick and tired and hauled it to the GoodWill.Well, now my kid is about to have a kid and we are looking for Teddy and Cinnamon. I can't find them and have a sinking feeling they were in that box of worthless beanie babies.Time for a new Teddy, I guess!