A Tale of Two Tuffys

This is Tuffy. Tuffy has been Jeff's stuffed animal since he was a baby. He's been loved a LOT. When I was first introduced to Tuffy I was a little surprised. Jeff didn't seem like the sentimental-stuffed-animal-type-man. I once joked that I was going to get rid of him. Jeff didn't find this to be the slightest bit funny. Tuffy has been residing in Jeff's nightstand since we got married. He is protected and safe there.

Now, may I introduce you to Rex's Tuffy. Grandma got this for him while she was watching him when we were out of town a while back. Rex loves him. However, Rex recently discovered that his daddy has a Tuffy, too. He calls him "Tiny Tuffy." Rex thinks it's really cool to have both Tuffys in bed with him. He thinks they belong together.

Here's the dilemna. Jeff adores Rex and loves to spoil him. However, Tuffy is not something he wants to share. It's really funny to see Jeff so torn. He concedes and lets Rex take Tiny Tuffy to bed, but promptly removes Tiny Tuffy when we check on Rex right before we go to bed. Rex notices and asks for Tuffy the next night. Jeff gives in and retrieves him from the new spot where he has hidden him.
Here's Rex, happy as can be. He's won the battle. Jeff has finally given up. The Tuffys are inseparable and Rex loves them both.
Rex doesn't have as much of a problem sharing the Tuffy love, though. We came downstairs to this the other day. Rex thought Baden needed a little Tuffy time, too.
It almost makes me wish I still had my childhood stuffed animal. (Jodi, are you still holding my "Scotty-bear" hostage?)