When my sister and I were little we had these adorable dolls that were filled with beans, so of course they were called our baby beans. Yeah I know, sophisticated naming huh? Hers was orange, mine was yellow (I think).Well, as I'm learning now, sometimes mommies get as attached to toys as babies, and my mom really loved baby beans. That coupled with my mom's obsession with ebay led to this little vintage find for the Little Bee's first birthday. The funny thing about baby beans is that she has a lovely little flap over her cute little plastic tushie...for what reason, I have no clue. However, little vintage baby beans came complete with TEETH marks on her sweet little plastic tushie. Teething children are truly industrious. Charissa's baby beans gets dragged everywhere, thanks to her perfect size and easy handling (ah the wonders of bean filled stuff) and she gets into some interesting predicaments. Imprisoned in the laundry basket...taking a nap in the loaf pan...and of course, getting her poor little bottom chewed by the sweet Little Bee.
