Happiness is a Warm Blanket...

Or in this case, a ratty, chewed up, tattered collection of string. No diary of Carter's childhood would be complete without showcasing "BB" (Blue Blanket).

Here is BB in the beginning. And Carter in the beginning. :)

Quite a transformation. And be glad you can't smell it.

Laney has a blanket exactly like Carter's - only pink. The pictures just can't capture the... "essence"... of Blue. And yes, this is BB spread out.

Carter started taking a liking to BB 'round about the time he started teething. He loved to chew on it, and...well... still does. He pulled out the strings for a long time, but now he knots the loose pieces up and chews on them. In a way, I guess he's preserving him. Those knots are gross, but they aren't coming undone anytime soon. Laney LOVES her Pinkie, too. She chews and chews on it, but hopefully it won't turn out like this. They don't like to switch though. Carter often will "share" BB by putting one of the lovely, saliva-soaked knots in Laney's mouth. She gags. I would, too. He doesn't like hers either because it's pink. And just because it's hers. We really need to get him another in case something (gasp) ever happens to this one.

BB is quite the traveler. Not that he's gone many places OUT of the house (we try not to take him), but he can be found in a variety of places IN the house. The list grows daily, but I'll share some pictures here. BB has been in every type of bag Carter can find, Laney's empty formula cans, the dishwasher, cabinets, etc... Carter loves to play hide-and-seek with BB. He'll put BB somewhere and then come find you and say, "BB, where aaaaaaarrrrrrreeeeee you?

I will continue to add more "BB sightings" as they happen.

In closing, I wrote a little something in BB's honor. I call it:

"Ode to BB"
BB, oh, BB...
you are quite the rage.
Though sometimes you smell
like the bottom of a hamster cage.