One of my favorite books growing up was a tale of a bear who lost his button in a department store. Afraid that nobody would buy him he went in search of his missing accessory. Yes, in case you could not tell from the picture it is the tale of Corduroy (still hard for me to pronounce due to my childhood speech impediment- so embarrassing)!

I was recently at the home of my oldest sister, when I noticed the oh-so-familiar cover of this beloved tale sitting on the table. My memory was jogged as I flipped through the pictures and and laughed at my favorite, the illustration of the little bear riding the escalator.

Anyways, I was surprised as I walked through Target (the happiest place on earth) and saw the familiar bear everywhere- well not everywhere, but he was on a birthday card. I am so glad that this book is making it's way back onto the bookshelves for it's 40th anniversary!
Since I am writing of this bear I should also mention another one so dear to my heart that is celebrating his 50th anniversary, Paddington bear. Although I enjoyed Corduroy's tale more, I think I need to give props to the to the bear who always finds himself in a pickle. I did love the story when he gets into the paint and his coat is covered in primary colors. I think I was not drawn to him as much because he like marmalade and being little and not knowing what that was, it just sounded foreign and disgusting.

Well, here's to the bears who shaped my childhood! Thanks to the authors who imagined them!