I am sometimes reminded of my (dirty) pink xiao shiong (little bear) when I pick up Eeyore. I outgrew him, I can't remember when. And I don't know where he went. I suppose Kai will outgrow Eeyore one day. Maybe then I'll have a chance to give Eeyore a well deserved wash, give him one last kiss for a job well done, and keep him safe in the cupboard together with the rest of Kai's childhood memories.