It doesn’t matter what Nate is doing – whenever he sees his blanket he immediately puts his thumb in his mouth and reaches for it with his other hand. I can barely get it washed – in fact, this picture was taken right after he grabbed at a small part of it that was sticking out of the hamper. He knocked the hamper over and kept pulling until he finally had it in his grasp. All of that pulling must have worn him out because as soon as he had it he flopped over and plugged his mouth.
It’s so sweet how powerful and comforting a favorite thing, like a blanket or doll, can be and it seems it provides a feeling/memory that stays with you forever. I know I still miss my blankey (it was lost during one of my many visits to the hospital when I was little) and Andrew’s sister (I hope you don’t hate me after this) still is lucky enough to have a piece of her childhood blanket. Did you have something you cherished too? What happened to it?
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I had a blankey with a satin edge that I loved to rub against my cheek and face. I became so addicted to it, my parents had to gradually cut it into pieces until it was all gone.
What?!?! They cut up your blankey?!?! You can't even imagine the horrifyingly hilarious image I got in my head when I just read that! I'm 100% sure it was nothing like my sicko imagination but it still sounds pretty traumatic. By the way, mine had the satin edge too – I used to run the entire length of the satin between my fingers. I sometimes find myself doing that to the one you made for Nate!
This is the sweetest thing, ever!!!! Griffin is my thumbsucker and also addicted to only 1 blankie. It's so hard to get it washed!!!!!
Ya know, I don't remember having a "blankie" from when I was young, but I'm sure I did. I do have an Oklahoma University Cheerleader doll from 1969 (if any of you laugh about how old I am….well, just don't) She has a string in the back and she talks and does "cheers." Well, supposedly, I carried her everywhere! And now, she still works and she's worth big money……at least the ones that weren't carried around for months by a toddler!!! Ha ha! I still have her and some day, I'll give her to Marinne.
I still love my Mikey. He really does look more like Linus and less like a grub as he gets older.