I wondered this myself. I should have known this year would have been a little different from previous ones when Christmas cards began arriving addressed to Sebastian. Some were sweet and some were funny but we enjoyed them all. Yes, Sebastian, who was thrilled, let us read them too.
Then I noticed that under the Christmas tree was a package all wrapped in tissue addressed to Sebastian. I asked him to wait until we arrived at our Christmas morning destination to open it but he was impatient.
“What difference will a few minutes make?” he continually asked me until I relented and let him open it.
So what does a bear get for Christmas? Why he gets his very own teddy bear Christmas mug in just his size.
See how his paw fits the handle? Now he claims there is no reason, no reason at all, that he cannot go with us to the coffee shop and get his very own mocha. You do realize he has an extremely valid point.