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Soft. - February Challenge

My "Soft is Blanky; specifically Boy's Blanky.

Tooli's blanky is in the airing cupboard somewhere too, but she loved Puppy more than Blanky.

Both babies were swaddled in their Blankys from birth. Snuggly wrapped and folded in like little babuskas; they were the best of babies.

Both babies slept, woke, fed, burped and poo'd, changed and went back to sleep, regular as clockwork. Yes, it's tiring at night, at first when they do it every four hours, but hey- sleep when they sleep.

As Boy grew out of toddlerhood, Blanky fell by the wayside, but if he was ill, a little under the weather Blanky could be found, clenched in his hand, rubbing his cheek til he dropped off to sleep.

Blanky was probably redundant by the time he was 5.

But Blanky is going nowhere, Blanky is the last little snuggly bit of my babies I have.