Saturday, September 25, 2010

Blankie

Silas is a blankie baby.

Somewhere between 6 and 12 months old he adopted this soft blue Winnie-The-Pooh blanket that was one of Micah's baby blankets back in the day. I probably put it in his crib with him a few times and slowly it became a favourite.

And it was soft and cuddly when he first started using it. A chenille blanket, I think. When I see it in this picture (back in June) it actually still resembles it's original texture (though I was already thinking it was getting a bit threadbare at this point...)


But after a few hundred miles of snuggling in the van and a few throw-ups, food spills and many, many washings later, it was looking less and less like a soft chenille baby blanket and more like a collection of loosely woven strings.


The blanket tag is probably the most favourite part of blankie.


And when Silas is tired, he can be most commonly found holding the tiniest edge of blankie up to his nose - inhaling it like a sleep-inducing drug...


(The other blanket beside him in the last picture was the one I was hoping he would adopt as his favourite - the super-cute, not-falling-apart one.)

These days, blankie is becoming a permanent fixture - with Silas never leaving it too far out of reach. It's a little obsessive. And I do plan on implementing some blankie boundaries soon... But, did I mention that I've been a single mom for 3 weeks?
Yeah, blankie boundaries are not high on my priority list right now.


I'm just not sure what to do about the actual blanket. It's literally falling apart a little more each day. Strings get caught on toys as he drags it around the house. And Silas likes to help it along by poking his fingers and toes through holes in the fabric.


I would love to make it smaller - maybe cut it in half a couple of times and create a new edge, but I'm not sure it will survive blanket surgery. One person suggested putting a backing on one side, but I don't think that Silas would go for that.

And I thought Keziah's "deedee" was well worn.
This Winnie-The-Pooh blankie has sure seen better days...

9 comments:

Elissa said...

Maybe I should make him a new one :)

The Koops said...

Did I remember to show you Lauren's blanket when you were here? The blanket is 13 years old (yes, she latched onto Dana's blanket instead of her own), and it is still second only to a mother's hug when there's heavy issues to face. Only minimal repairs are allowed, so as not to change the feel/look. (I've actually had to REMOVE some reinforcement/repairs). It goes along to camp or sleepovers, just hidden so no one finds out. I love it...she's still my baby :)

Karen said...

Tyler is still a "blankie" kid...his blankie is also very thread-bare and stringy! I can't take it away, even though he's 5 1/2!!

Anonymous said...

Remember what Steve's blankie looked like, when his mom showed it at their wedding? Silas has a long way to go. mom

kelly ens said...

amazing how they attach themselves to simple things. i'm dreading the day when we take Ezra's away (including the soother!).

Jen Glen said...

You could be "mean" and do what my parents did with my soother. It was coming apart at the seems so they simply told me when it broke - no more soother. You could tell Silas when the blanket is no more, it's no more! Of course....I was over 3 years old and still sucking on my soother!! Perhaps more drastic measures should wait! :)
P.S. Yeah for Erik being home!!!!

Anonymous said...

Silas,I remember how excited you would get, when I got your pink chair, the dvd player, the Einstein video, your soother and your blankie. You were in heaven, and I also rmeember when you would cuddle with me, and your soother and your blankie. Awww!! I miss you Siley Bear. I could use a little cuddle right now.. xoxoxoxox Love granny

Tara V said...

aww, poor silas, I hope a good solution is found. both mine are blanket babies also. Dax has his favorite, but will let me wash it and make due with another one. Rain, she likes to carry around 2 or 3 and is not to picky. I have one blankie that neither of them will touch...strange!

The Keowns said...

and to think I almost lost it out on the walk.....