One day, after Daddy had finished getting Alex ready to go to playgroup (breakfast, potty and dressed), he set off to work. We got home from playgroup, had lunch and went down for a nap...only, where was "cloth"? This piece of cloth that had developed its own personality over the past 2 years was nowhere to be found. So as we've been talking about putting things back in their "homes" so we can find them the next time we want them, I told Alex that she mustn't have put it in its "home" after her sleep last night - it's usually kept on her pillow, for use at sleeptime only. She was upset, but not overly so. And she slept, eventually. And I saw I had an email from Daddy telling me he had taken "cloth" to work in his pocket - oops!
So, biting the bullet, we decided that "cloth" shouldn't make a reappearance unless everything went pear-shaped.
We've been "cloth"-free now ever since with only a few nights asking where "cloth" was - we reinforced the "everything has a home" theme accordingly. We had been slowly cutting "cloth" up - from diaper-sized, in half, then in half again - such that Alex had been waking at night asking "where's cloth?" and we'd had to go in and find it. Now it's much easier! Oh, and "cloth" had definitely lost its whiteness, in spite of regular washing!
Here's "cloth" in its latest form -
And here's Daddy doing an "Alex impersonation" with cloth - taking a "hit", usually before having to leave it behind on her bed. It really did look like she needed to "take a hit" before leaving it behind...her pacifier!
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I'm keeping it at work so I can have the occasional 'hit' if I need a little afternoon pick-me-up.
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