This is Walter.
Hank loves him so much that I couldn't keep him out of the picture, even distracted with a comb AND a brush (if only I had remembered a bowl full of mush) . Mama and I took the Hankasaur to Toys R' Us to pick out a bear. After spirited dropping of more traditional bears, he carried around this one the longest. At the time, the bear was almost larger than he was, so carrying it even half an aisle was a sign that Walter was the one.
How did we choose Walter as the name? In honor of Clinton dropping out, we wanted a failed presidential candidate, and Walter's name seemed the cutest for Hank to mangle as he continues learning to talk: "Wall-tear". Here's another shot of Hank's attachment to the big guy. Lick!
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