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Justin with local girls who donated bears
Justin Martin stuffed the 1,000th bear at 5:50 pm tonight.

My daughter and I watched as his Dad took photos to mark the occasion and we joked that this bear should have a name, even though his distinction would end once he was packed up with the rest of the bears to be distributed to sick and needy children throughout New Jersey.

I suggested Bear, since that was the name of Justin's original stuffed toy which inspired him & his dad to create The Justin Charity Bear Fund in the first place. His dad recommended Bear II.

Well, it doesn't really matter what we call that bear because some child out there will give it a new name. And that's what the hundreds of hours have been all about: ensuring that children have their own stuffed toy to love and cherish this holiday season. Justin was able to do that for 850 kids last year and this year he's going to do it for 1,000 - and counting. This remarkable 7-year-old is planning to continue stuffing bears as long as there are donations.

My daughter helped stuff several bears tonight but she is still a little young to grasp the full scope of what she was involved in but I think over time she will understand and I'm glad she was able to help, even in a small way.


 
 

So my daughter says to me, "Mommy, you can be a princess today!"

I didn't know it was that easy. So I'm sitting here waiting for the creatures of the forest to help clean my house and make me a beautiful dress to wear. And I'm wondering why Prince Charming has to go to work instead of staying home with me to make me feel like royalty.

Ah, but the transformation isn't that easy as my daughter then tells me to be a princess, I have to wear lipstick. (Where did she get that from?) For those who don't know me, I hardly wear makeup and lipstick isn't worn too often. Out of curiosity I looked for some lipstick and nope, none in the house.

So no royal ball for me tonight but the upside is I don't have to squeeze into a ballgown or glass slippers that would probably hurt my feet anyway. I can just chill in my PJ's and wait for my prince to bring me ice cream and give me a massage. Hey I have to keep some part of my fairy tale!

 

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