Back before I knew anything about having children, I was of the opinion that you could "get around" a child having a lovie. I thought that if a child had several stuffed animals, blankets, etc., that they loved, then you could avoid the red hot panic of losing, forgetting, or misplacing One Particular Thing. I went so far as to presume that might be good for a child. Who needs a lovie, anyway?
I have been rewarded for this uber-rational but utterly unrealistic line of thinking with a child who has a lovie. Just one. And it's mandatory. He really doesn't go from one room to another without it. And perish the thought that he could sleep without it. That's just crazytalk.
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To Jack, DeeDa makes everything better. He's like Hobbes to Jack's Calvin. Adventures are best undertaken with a truly awesome sidekick.
Hope you all have awesome sidekicks today,
Heather
Oh my goodness. I love it.
ReplyDeleteSo CUTE! I was on the opposite side of the lovey argument, assuming everything Oliver became attached to was destined to become "THE thing" and I'd start researching how to get my hands on backup copies... Patrick from SpongeBob beanie baby? Check. Taggies blanket? Check. Ridonkulous sock monkey thing... uh oh, am I in trouble?
ReplyDeleteHobbes to Jack's Calvin...that sums it up.
ReplyDeleteOh, DeeDa, what a comfort and a joy. I still have my old lovie packed away.
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