One of the softest baby blankets I ever received was from the mother of a friend of mine, when I was pregnant with Savannah. I loved the blanket because it was the perfect size and weight for snuggling little ones. Savannah never really took to it as she got older, so when I was pregnant with Emery I put it in with his things.
If I would have known how much Emery would love his blankie (and sucking his thumb) I would have considered naming him Linus. Good Grief!!!
The boy drags that thing everywhere. I have put limits on him taking it into stores and restaurants. I can’t imagine what it would be like if he lost it!!! Laundry day is bad enough!
Blankie has had to be repaired many times. The fuzzy soft inside is trimmed in white satin and because of all the “love” it receives, the border starts to pull away from the middle, leaving a gap between the two.
One babysitter and 2 grandmothers have taken it upon themselves to sew it back together in the past. On Saturday, Emery was the one that notified my mother, “blankie is broke…les’s fiss it Nanny.”
He led her right up the stairs to my bedroom where the sewing machine sits in the corner longing to be used once again. His face was filled with excitement as she opened up the old Singer and layed blankie across the table. He climbed up in her lap to help and with each stitch his smiled widened.
I just love how happy that blankie makes my sweet Linus. I love the security it gives him. I love to see him dragging it behind him, thumb in mouth, only half awake as he climbs in my arms and lays his head on my shoulder. And I love that right now, at 2 years of age, life’s problems can be fixed with nothing more than a needle and some thread.
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Okay how sweet is that! My 2 year old son is the same way with his “lambie”. I love it!
OK, now the tears are coming becasue Jared is 9 and is currently watching TV with
waht is left of his “baby”. It is an old polka dot sheet that he took to many years
ago. It is literally almost gone. I have a secret piece put away for memories sake.
I do not dare blog about it now but at 2 you can get away with it!
Oh- what a sweet story!!! I had a Linus too. Luke was a big time thumb sucker and blanket lover. We even resorted to
buying another one the exact same and cutting it into smaller pieces so he could use those outside of home. And let me tell you
it was like Pavlov’s dog experiment- if he even barely touched the blanket the thumb went in his mouth. He finally put the
blanket away about a year ago (he just turned 9 this Aug). We also hod to curtail the thumbsucking.
Anyway- I LOVED LOVED LOVED the sight of him holding that “Blank” as he called it, and sucking his thumb.
Sweet memories!!!
Love those pics! I have one of those but she is 4!
The blankie sagas are too funny for me.
Much love,
Angela
He is soooo sweet! Gotta make Nanny proud to be the “fixer”. I had a doll, her name was “Susie Baby” and she’s had every limb
reattached SOOOO many times it’s not even funny. My Nanny used to send a “bill” when she had to repair Susie Baby, of course the
payment was always hugs and kisses. Susie Baby (and some of her bills) still lives on a shelf in my room at my mom and dad’s house.
Sweet Times!!
I love the blankies. All 3 of mine are blankie babies – still can’t sleep without them! But let me tell you – Noah’s first blanket was a mess. It was that really soft material that basically falls apart with each washing. But he loved it! It looked awful and there was no way to repair it. He didn’t care – he just kept on loving it. Anyway, one day while we were away from the house, I had a russian lady come to clean. She saw Noah’s blanket and thought it was an old rag of sorts. She cut it up and used it as dusting rags! I thought I was going to die when we got home and I saw what she had done. So, needless to say, one blankie dusting rag is in my hope chest for memories sake. And we immediately went to the store to pick out a new blankie. Luckily, Noah took right to it and still has it today!