When Warren was a baby, his comfort item was a flannel blanket made by my sister Ronda. You know how it goes -- one blanket becomes the kid's favorite, and he won't go down for a nap until you find the darn thing.
|My favorite picture of this precious boy...with his best B....|
Years ago, I saw what was happening -- and I made him several NEW flannel blankets. He didn't like them, of course. So then I started buying flannel blankets at thrift stores...and THOSE HE WENT FOR. Pretty soon, he had a huge collection -- with dozens of acceptable "B"s...
|In this picture, he is sick -- but surrounded and comforted by a pile of flannel blankets...|
Fast forward. Warren is five now. Although he doesn't carry a blanket with him everywhere he goes nowadays -- he still does like to have a B with him when he takes his nap or goes to bed. Last week, he asked me if I could "fix his B"...the edges were all tattered...and I asked him if he'd like to fix it himself? This kid LOVES A JOB...
|(He's also learning how to dress himself.)|
|We took his tattered B down to my sewing machine.|
|I put him on my lap...and my foot is on the pedal...|
|But, he is going to control the B going through the machine.|
|The Clover clips are a lot easier than pins..and he was sooo serious|
|Frank follows this kid wherever he goes!|
|And the newly mended B passed the sniff test!!|