My children all have 'blankies'. They drive me
mad. We can't leave the house or put them to bed without them and most nights we have to race around the house trying to find a missing blankie (or 'Gona' as the two eldest call theirs and 'Barden' is Luca's. Yep very strange names, I know!).
Frankie's is Pink Gona and she thinks she's beautiful. When Pink Gona goes missing Frankie cries her eyes out and whines 'but I love her so much Mummy, Pink Gona is just sooooooooo beautiful'. It's sickening.
If Pink Gona isn't in the car when I pick her up from preschool then queue MAJOR meltdown that lasts until Pink Gona is back in her arms.
Both boys are waaaaaaaaaay worse than her though. Xavier still has his at nearly six and Luca, well Luca is the
most obsessed with it. He sucks his to sleep which makes me want to vomit!
It is really cute though seeing them all curled up on the lounge at night with their respective blankies! We are going to frame them when they grow out of them!!