My 2 1/2 year old daughter is in love. The object of her affection has been with her since birth. They are 2 identical pink fuzzy blankets with pink and lavender flowers on them. When I was about 8 months pregnant with her, I received a $100 gift certificate for Kohls from a dear friend. I was very tired and had anemia so I really didn’t feel like going any where. My mother-in-law, Mel, went shopping for me. I had a list of things I needed for the baby. Mary was due at the end of October, so I knew I needed some warm blankets for her. Mel came back with all my things I needed and the pink fuzzy blankets were part of the package. After Mary was born she struggled with colic and was a very light sleeper. That is when her love affair with her blankets began. I would lay her on one of those blankets and she would fall fast asleep. They were her "mommy", when Mommy was too weary and desperately needed sleep too. Her attachment continued to grow. Just before her 1st birthday, my mother-in-law thought it would be a good idea to see if she could find another identical blanket in case the ones she had, wore out. She had no luck. She bought some really soft nice ones, but Mary didn’t take to them. I even looked on line with no success. Now that Mary is older these blankets have taken on personalities in her little mind. She calls them “blankerettes” and she wads them up in little piles and talks to them. She says that blankerettes make a special sound. It is “ Eeee, Eeee!” She tells them how cute and smart they are, imitating what we say to her. Oh, let it never be that both blankets are dirty at the same time. I made the mistake of trying to sneak them both in to the washing machine. She was very distraught and every change in the cycle of the machine would bring a brightened look on her face and hope that she would have her precious blankerettes to play with. When I told her that they had to go into the dryer, she let out wails of dismay. Large tears ran down her face. No other blanket would do! So, now I wash one at a time and she is happy. The only time she is happy to part with her blanket is when she goes to Sunday School. She loves going to church and her little mind is so excited and happy to be with the other kids, that she is content without her blanket. I just think that is amazing! She made me laugh the other day. She was in our bedroom and had both of her blankets wadded up on the bed. She was looking at my night stand and talking about this “baby blankerette”. At first I couldn’t figure it out. But when I did, it made me laugh so hard. She was looking at a picture I have of her being held by my husband. She is also holding her blanket. She was saying, “Oh, there is baby blankerette. It is so cute! There is Daddy, Mary and baby blankerette.” So she was talking to her blankets and making over a picture of them, like we do sometimes with her! She is such a little character and we get so much joy out of seeing her grow! I have included the picture she was talking about that sits on my night stand.
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