Where is the sentiment from my daugher?

So the bear has not been found yet. We actually forgot to call the hotel (bad parents). She hasn't been asking either so I guess that's good. She's outside building a fairy house with her sister so this would be a perfect time to do it. Of course though dinner is a-cooking, and blogging is a-waiting...so I'll just put it off a little longer. I actually AM a great Mom, but I think she'll be ok if it's lost. Out of sight, out of mind. We used to have a "spare" one in case she lost it because this bear used to be her lifeline. She slept with it everynight, it comforted her when sick, she played endlessly with it. It kinda breaks my heart that she got over it so fast. I bet it will hit the fan when we have to admit that it IS actually lost, or the next time she is sick. I don't even know where the "spare" one is now...and she wouldn't be fooled anyhow. The spare has a chipped nose and is WAAAYYY to clean and nice looking to fool her. But maybe she would be ok with it. I feel awful...I think I'm having a harder time than she is with the fact that it might be lost.

I had my precious Coco bear for years. In fact, I even had my high school portraits taken with it. That is embarassing to admit now, but back then it seemed sweet and dear. I was a sentimental fool. Somehow my parents didn't think there was a problem with their 18 year old posing with a beat up teddy bear, but there you go. Must have been where I got my sentimental streak. So I ask you...what's wrong with my daughter that she doesn't seem to have it as well? Maybe that's an important life skill to have...to move on.

God knows I have needed that over the years. Wished I learned it at seven.