Happy Birthday Sesame Street!

{Brought to you by the number 40}

Ernie and I have been together on and off for about 22 years. We met when I was 2. He belonged to my babysitter. I fell asleep with him and managed to bring him home with me. He was my best friend. We skipped together (hence his arm came off a couple times). I chewed on his nose when I cried. We did everything together for a blissful 4 years.

Then suddenly, my mother decided he would make a good graduation present for the babysitter I had stolen him from -- I woke up one day to find him missing. I have forgiven my mom, but I was emotionally scarred for a long time. So much so that my sister sent me a "stand-in" Ernie when I was away at college. I love replacement Ernie too, but he just wasn't the same. He had plastic eyes & polyfill instead of cotton. At this point it had been a good 13 years since I had the love of MY Ernie.

Another 2 years roll by and I get a package in the mail while at home for the summer with my parents. I opened the box and tears burst forth -- there he was... MY Ernie, the one I had known and loved so well. With him was a note (from him) - "Dear Blair, I have missed you. I have enjoyed my time with Amanda, but I have always belonged to you."

I'm never letting him go again!

Happy Birthday Ernie & Friends!


  1. i love this post!!! and i love ernie! and i love you guys! :)

  2. Oh my. This is heartbreaking in so many ways. I can just picture a little two-year old chewing on Ernie's nose for comfort. Amazing that your babysitter cared so much to save him and return him to you. I love this story. Thanks for linking to it.


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