I would like to introduce you to the 7th member of our family. This is Bwankie (Hunter can't say his "Ls"!) Hunter loves this member of our family probably more than the rest of us. When he is referring to his blanket, he calls it "Bwankie", instead of "my bwankie".
My wonderful Mom makes my boys each a blanket when they are born. They love them but Hunter is OBSESSED with his. When he was a baby he didn't take a binky. Josh and I were happy with it because it took us until our other boys were two years old to break the binky habit. Well, Hunter is now 4 and still loves his blanket, so maybe we should have pushed the binky a little more.
This blankie was at one time yellow. We have had to beach the bajeepers out of this poor thing to get it clean and it is still discolored from the many adventures it has had with Hunter. The kid drags it EVERYWHERE. He also stuffs it into his mouth when he sleeps and now his teeth are pretty spread apart and he has a slight overbite. Finally we had to get into some tough love and take it away. First we would just take it away during to day and give it to him to go to sleep. He just couldn't keep it out of his mouth. When Hunter was naughty we had to start taking it away...Well, he has finally not asked for it back for two weeks. I am hoping that he will let it go. It is hiding on the top of our dresser right now. I am hoping that we have officially done with Bwankie. In a strange way though, I am sad...I think I am a little attached to bwankie too.
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Wow no more Bwankie. I have to admit I am a little sad also. Hunter without it seems weird. Tough Love is hard.
2 nights ago he woke up crying. As I headed to their room I saw him in the hall with Lincoln's blanket. It appeared like he grabbed it in the darkness thinking it was his and he was heart broken when he realized it wasn't. As he was half asleep crying he even brought it up to his face, smelled it, and started crying because he realized it really wasn't his. He cried for his blanket for more than 5 minutes before I could get him back to sleep (I even tried to bribe him with his dog). That morning he woke up asking for it again. I almost caved but luckily Super Mario "bros" lured him away.
It's a good thing it wasn't me that found him crying in the hall...I know I would have given it to him! He is so sweet and very hard to say no to.
Okay - secret is out - I still slept with my baby blanket until Jeff told me to give it up and that is when I was pregnant with Malisia - I still sometimes bring it out and smell it!
That's cute. Max is 6 and still likes to snug his blankets at night... some things are just comforting, you know? He's not obsessed with them, just likes to sleep with them in his arms. I think it's sweet.
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