Wednesday, February 27, 2008

My Big Blanket

Before I share our woe from last night it is important to know the little back story. Mike's grandmother (Ava's Gigi) makes beautiful quilts. Everyone in the family has one from her. They are handmade with lots of love. So Ava has a baby one with butterflies on it. I LOVE it, its beautiful. Then we put in a request for a big girl quilt, since I have been thinking about moving her to a big girl bed. She made her this really awesome one. As soon as she gave it to Ava, she was obsessed. We brought it home in a big white bag. My plan was to not give it to her until she had the bed. The minute we got home she started asking about it, so I relented and gave it to her. Now imagine this thing, its full sized in her crib with the 3 other blankets she MUST have each night, including the baby sized butterfly blanket. It's actually quite rediculous, there is almost no room in her crib for her. Ok, so now on to our little fiasco.

Since we have been potty training Pip really hasn't been pooping. When she takes a nap or goes down for the night she gets a diaper. So during the nap she had a minor blow-out, but her entire crib needed to be washed. So I threw everything into the washer that would fit. "My big blanket" would not fit. Absentminded me never did another load with "my big blanket". So bedtime rolls around and Mike pulls all of her bedding out of the dryer. She LOVES this. She loves warm, cozy blankets. Her words, not mine. So we are making her bed and she notices that "my big blanket" is not there. Oh no! Tragedy. We try to give her other blankets but it doesn't matter. Its too late, there is no time to wash it. So we have to close her door and let her work it out.

This morning I get up early and she is up. She pops her head up and says "Hi, momma" So i go in to get her and she gives me this pouty face and says "I need my big blanket. You wash it?" I told her last night that I would wash it and I didn't. So this morning she helped me put it in the washer with teeny tears in her eyes. She really wanted it.

Two lessons learned:
1. Make sure "my big blanket" gets the same treatment as the others
2. If you give your word to a toddler, stand by it. She will remember.

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