We had a similar experience at WL CL. DD (7 at the time) lost her bear. She must have left it in bed and housekeeping sent him to the laundry. She had bear since she was 6 months old. Tears wouldn't describe it! The CMs were wonderful trying to track him down, but he was never found. However, the Concierge helped me pull off the stunt of the century. We were getting on
DCL in 2 days and DD didn't want to leave WDW without bear (bear had been on 5 cruises with her). My Mom went to our house in NY got the spare bear and WDW had him FedEx to the resort. The CM found me at the pool the minute our special delivery arrived. The CM brought some pixie dust to my room and we made a path to DDs bed with a note from Tink that she flew all the way back to NY to get bear. WDW paid for bears trip! DD was so happy when she found bear 2.0 and the pixie dust! But to this day, that was two years ago, she still talks about bear.
Well, I want you all to know that I'm almost 48 years old and I am bringing MY WUBBIE to the Beach Club when I'm on vacation! This is Wubbie 3.0 since my Mom made me throw out my Teddie when I was 9 years old

and the blanket that I glommed onto after that finally bit the dust after too many trips in the washer and dryer some time in my late 30's.
Wubbie 3.0 is actually a baby blanket that my son got when he was born and we didn't need. It was oh so soft and comfy and it keeps me from drooling at night so THERE! ( I know, I know T. M. I.!!!!

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If housekeeping were to see this thing lying around the room in it's current state they would think that a Muppet had died and call exterminating!
Usually I spare housekeeping from having to deal with Wubbie 3.0 by hiding it in my underwear drawer at the hotel. I have on occasion forgotten to do this and they invariably put
my Wubbie next to dear son's "Kissy teddy" and "Bear".
Kissy teddy is so named because she was in the bassinet with my son in the hospital when he was in the NICU for a week. Once we told him the story of how Kissy stayed with him when we couldn't and she would "kiss him up" all the time (Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, Kiss, all over his face) That was IT! Kissy was the # 1 bear in the house and there were no two ways about it.
About 6 years ago Kissy was starting to show the signs of too many trips in the washer and dryer. Her Summer outfit just wasn't holding up to all that wear and tear in the rinse cycle so I took a pair of my sons footie pajamas that no longer fit and I made an outfit for Kissy. My son really liked that!
Not long after that I had a horrible thought! What if Kissy met her untimely demise in the washer!!

What would I say to dear son???
So I hatched a plan where I would get a new Kissy and then one night switch them out. The new Kissy would be stronger and more durable! I wouldn't have to live in fear that the latest trip in the washer would be Kissy's LAST! (Cycle set to beyond gentle... I use the Comatose cycle!)
You would not believe how friggin hard it is to find a 10 year old teddie bear. You would think that living in the age of the internet this sort of thing would be a snap... right?? WRONG! It took me months of searching and the only thing that saved my bacon was that some poor obsessive complusive mother thought to sell all the baby crap her kids didn't need or want any more on ebay.
So Kissy Teddy 2.0 comes in the mail. Oh boy she looks Awfully NEW!!! My son went to sleep that night and I thought long and hard. If I just switched them out he'd be sure to figure it out, and he wouldn't like the deception, that's for sure!
In the end I just couldn't do it.
My son woke up the next morning and I called him over. I told him that I had a surprise for him and Kissy. It seems that Kissy's sister "Sissy" was coming to live with us. She missed her sister and wanted to be with her. I was all emotional telling the "story" of the 2 sisters and blah, blah, blah and how now that Sissy was here maybe he could sleep with her and stop mashing Kissy to death in his bed so her head wouldn't fall off one night due to lack of oxygen or something....
Dear Son looked at me like I had 3 heads. NOT SLEEP WITH KISSY???? NO WAY MOM!
All that worrying and searching and finagling and no dice! Kissy is still #1, no questions asked.
Recently I sent her to a women in North Carolina who charged me $65 bucks to sew Kissy's head on to within an inch of her teddy bear life. After paying $65 bucks, if Kissy's head falls off, I'm going to have that women charged with murder!
The things we do for love!!!
Marlton Mom
Evan sleeping by
Marlton Mom, on Flickr