When I was a little girl my childhood best friend had a blanket that she took everywhere.
She sucked the corners of that thing, snuggled it in the car, and dragged it around the playground.
I did not have a blanket, or anything else that I was particularly attached to, but I really, really wanted to be like my best friend. So I forced myself to carry a blanket with me all over the place.
This did not last long because, as a busy toddler, I was only passionate about things for approximately 3 minutes before moving on to the next more interesting thing.
Except for Saved By The Bell. That I faithfully stood by all the way through the college years.
But I couldn’t cuddle with Zack Morris at night.
Even though I never had a ‘great enduring love’ (well, until I met the hubs), it still fascinated me when I came across kids who had loveys that they needed to have with them every second of the day.
There’s just something so endearing about the way a little buddy calms down with his Blankie or Baba or Binkie or Lala or MooMoo or Fuzzy or whatever.
And since you always want for your kids what you never had, I made it my goal for the Happy Buddy to have a lovey.
I thought how excellent it would be for him to learn to self-soothe with something other than my boob.
So I picked out a small zebra that someone had given him as a gift when he was born and made sure it was in his crib starting Day 1 of his life and every night thereafter.
Unfortunately, the Happy Buddy never developed affections for ‘Zeebs’ the way I had hoped.
Instead he fell in love with pacifiers (which weren’t quite as endearing when he was still sucking on them as a 4 year old).
Now we’re dealing with the Happy Baby and his most recent lovey that doesn’t fit into any of your typical lovey categories.
This kid didn’t fall in love with a blankie or paci or small stuffed toy.
No, the Happy Baby fell in love with DVDs.
And DVD cases.
They go with him everywhere.
I guess I can’t complain, though, as this lovey does not require any late night panicked runs to Target for replacements.
And they are easily cleaned with a wipe.
And his Occupational Therapist is in support because they help his little fine motor skills with all that opening and closing of the case.
I guess my only reservation about this choice of lovey, other than that it is a little weird, is that the Happy Baby can’t pronounce DVD.
So he walks around all day talking about his ‘ED.’
Do you have any unusual lovey stories?