Billy's Bear

Here's a PS to my previous post. While going through the old things yesterday where I found the card I made for my mom, I found this little bear with movable legs.
Bill, our son, was just about as cute as a little guy could be and very active and lots of fun. Unlike his sister, Sherry (who was pretty darned cute, also), he didn't mess around with crayons or do much cutting out before he went to kindergarten. Billy was busy doing other things. One day when he came home from kindergarten, he said, "Mommy, I had to cry in school today." I asked him what made him cry. "I cut off my bear's leg!" Here is the bear. How can a mom ever throw something like that away?