Curly is quite a little blanket-lover. She carries her blanket(s) with her everywhere she goes if she can get away with it.
I was thinking about that yesterday morning as she crawled into bed with me, blanket in tow, to watch and listen as the rain beat a steady rhythm against our windows.
"Mom has blankets, Curly." I told her. "We can share."
"No, mom, Curly want Curly's blank-let," she responded.
And why not? Honestly, if I could carry around a blanket without being looked upon as some kind of freak I probably would.
Think about it.
Blankets give warmth and security. They are a place to hide. They make a great place to sit at a beach or park. Blankets offer comfort. They make the perfect forts when draped over a table or chair. They can be used to protect items that are fragile. On a rainy day I could wrap myself in a blanket with a good book and a bowl of popcorn and be content for hours. They offer protection from the elements. Besides all of that, how many of us keep a spare blanket in our car?
A blanket's functions are really just as individual as the person who owns it.
Sometimes I think kids have a wisdom beyond their years.
Curly, you keep toting around that blank-let.