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I had to share this funny addition to the story! My sister, Erin (aka Aunt Becca), was at the beach with Reeves and my parents when I posted this story. She showed him the pictures of his "Hole My My," and he had the most precious (albeit unexpected reaction).....
He asked her, in all seriousness, "Aunt Becca, could we take a picture of me and send it to my MY MY?" But, he never got upset about it not being there. I have a feeling he's still gonna be excited to have it back when he gets home!
I Miss You, Reeves-y!
My maternal grandmother, Bubba (yes, we call her Bubba), has a thing for these "waffle weave" security blankets that they used to sell at "The J.C. Pennys" (that's what we southern girls like to call it). Bubba has bought each of my children (and my sister's children) dozens of them through the years. They are a long-standing tradition and the token "lovey" of all the little ones in our family. I still have the yellow one she sent to me in the mail during my first few weeks of college! Yes, I am serious. Lucy will sleep with it as a substitution when we can't find her most favorite pink one.
I think it was my cousin, Matthew, who first started calling his treasured turquoise blanket "My My." My children picked up that term of endearment along the way, and hence forth, all waffle weave blankets that come into our lives have been dubbed "My My." We distinguish most of them by color....
We have "My My"s in every color 'round here! Pink, light pink, blue, green, purple, yellow.
No one loves the "My My" more than sweet Reeves. I am really struggling with how quickly he seems to be growing up and out of the little boy stage. I see him changing so much before my very eyes, and I realize that he is growing into a big kid.....
Just the other day, I took
this picture with my phone (and just LOOK at what he is holding). I said something about him "still being my baby" on Facebook, and my friend Amy (meaning well.....she is hilarious!) gave me a hard time for calling him my baby...
"Stop calling him a baby!!! He is seven. Wait until he is twelve, with a cell phone!"
Yes, I know that my time is coming! But for now, he still wants to sleep every night with this.....

Meet "Hole My My"

Like I said, most of the "My My"s around here are known by color. Not this one! Reeves has had this blanket since he was brand new....in fact, it wasn't brand new when it came his way. It was a gift from his second-cousin, Matthew. "Hole My My" was originally "Matthew's turquoise My My"....and he wanted Reeves to have it.
It has been loved to pieces. It started out with a few tiny holes, then it began to shred apart, then we started tying the pieces back together. It is so matted and twisted and stringy....it is barely hangin' on! We find pieces of it everywhere, and my mom even carries a bit of it in her purse.
The best thing about "Hole My My?" It is a clean lovey! Reeves has always let me wash it (even telling me when it was getting ripe and in need of a "bath"), and would sleep with it still damp from the wash if need be. I don't know that he has ever gone a night without it.....
Until Friday.
and Saturday. and Sunday. and Monday.....
Yep, it didn't make it to the beach (he is on vacation with my parents). And he is fine without it. He hasn't even missed it!
Maybe I am the one who needs to let go.
What about you? Are you more attached to your child's lovey more than they are? What are some of the loveys you have around your house? I'd LOVE to know!
And CONGRATULATIONS Megan! You were EXACTLY right! Great job, friend! I have a great book for you! Email me your address and I'll get it in the mail. Thanks for playing, friends!