When we leave the house we can usually get him to put it down by the door by letting him know he can't leave with it, but he'll hold on to it until the last possible second.
Because he won't let it go, my mom was kind enough to make some backup copies :). The first one came just in time for the poop incident of 2010. Blankie #1 (no pun intended) was retired after that one... But we usually have 2 at a time so that we can rotate them out when we need to wash them.
Last week I realized it was time for a wash, so I took the clean one out of the closet and switched them. I put the grungy blanket in the hamper. A couple of days later, I noticed that his blankie was looking especially grungy already, but I didn't think much of it. Then today we were doing laundry and the blankie that I pulled out of the hamper was nice and clean. That little stinker had switched them! So, I marched upstairs and swapped them right out of his hands, and put the dirty one directly into the washing machine.
When I went upstairs he was crying for his blankie, and refused to take the clean one. He said "No, no no," and ran to the top of the stairs so we could go fetch the other one.
Well, he's not even two yet, so I figured that I could just bring the clean blankie downstairs and when he went to look for his blankie he would find it, and forget about the whole swap. I thought everything was going well...
Tonight when we went to put him to bed we brought him upstairs with his binkie and his blankie and got him all set up for night nights, when he handed me back his blankie and said "No, no, no."
Well, too bad, it will have to do. Crazy kid! He never cries after we put him to bed but he cried for a few minutes tonight and finally fell asleep with his little legs hanging off the side of the bed. But he did fall asleep with his blankie, and we'll see what happens tomorrow.
These pictures are from Sunday. We got him ready for church, and he decided he needed his hat on. So, he put it on and I couldn't convince him otherwise. I had to trick him into leaving it in the car when we got to the church, and it went right back on when we got out. (You can also see his blankie on the floor with his binkie)
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At least he doesn't have a stuffed lizard. My 5 year old Mallory is still attached to it! It pretty much has no stuffing left in it from being washed so much and torn open and re-sewn shut so many times.
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