This is actually kind of amazing so stick with me on this long post.First of all...this kid loves his blanket. He really started to get "attached" to is when we moved. it really became a security thing for him and he just loves it and gets very very excited when he sees it or we hand it to him.
So, today he came down stairs this morning (with the blanket). When nap time came I couldn't find said blanket. Chloe and I searched and searched and no blanket. Finally I tried to put him to sleep without it and he just whimpered so sadly and pathetically that I had to keep looking. I remembered he came down to the basement with it while I was doing laundry. Sure enough he had dropped it through the slots in the stairs and it lay there crumpled in a forgotten corner behind all our "shtuff!"We were saved and he was so happy and it made my heart smile to see his face.
He wakes up from nap and we were rushing to get to a birthday party. I literally woke him up, lifted him from bed (blanket in all I now find out) put his shoes on and carried him out to the stroller where we then proceeded to walk to the birthday party. I do faintly remember putting the seatbelt on him and having to move something out of the way to get to the seatbelt but we were in a hurry so whatever.
As we were walking and collecting leaves along the way, EZ started to cry a little and say "blank" "blank" which kind of sounds like "dink" "dink" which is drink. Whatever EZ we're in a hurry to get to the party stop your whining dude. So we went on. To my credit I did look to see what he was pointing at and I couldn't see anything in the basket below his seat.
So now it's bedtime and we (chloe and I, brad is at work) began the process of looking for his blanket again. Couldn't find it. I went down to check between the slots in the stair...no blanket. Finally, I couldn't bear putting my little guy to bed without his comfort when it hit my like lightning. I bet it fell on the walk! Seriously, that's how it happened. So, I ran quickly (locked the kids inside) ran up the road and found his sweet blanket crumpled in the middle of the dirty road but safe. I grabbed it and ran back past my nice neighbor who inquired about my run and I said, huffing mind you cause these pregnant bones haven't fun fast fast for a while, "i found my little guy's blanket in the road" And he said, "wow you just got some help from you know who." and he point to heaven.
it's true. Chambers sleep well tonight.
3 comments:
Our kids have all equally been attached to blankets. That is so great you found it...very lucky. Cute pic of Ezra with his blanky. Miss you guys xoxo :)
That's cool that the guy thought of that. I hate when Miss L can't find her bear but now that's she's older I get more annoyed than upset and sad about it. She lost her doggy when she was two and I was so glad she was weened (after I cried over it first) then she attatched herself the bear. IT's never ending! :)
Ha ha! My boys have been attached to blankets as well. We are always looking for them, but luckily they've always stayed in the house. I had to be extra sneaky today to get them in the wash. Congrats on that new baby!! Looking great!
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