Lil b's first blanket just came out of the dryer, and I noticed how the green is starting to fade a little, and the white has taken on a kind of yellowed tone. It's softer than it ever was, but in a favorite jeans kind of way, not the new teddy bear kind of way it used to be.
The blanket is almost two years old, and it's holding up well. Every time I take it out of the dryer or off his fresh-from-a-nap little body, it's like rediscovering a lost treasure.
A lot of love went into making that blanket. But it is held together entirely by love now.
My little boy is growing up.
1 comment:
*wipes tear* sweet!
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