Not cuddly
Many children have sweet well worn lovies. Preschoolblogger has his precious precious goaties that he’s adored to something of an unrecognizable state. Friends or strangers wil say, and who’s this, uh, um…a bear? And me or Fatherblogger will have to say oh no, those are his goats. Babyblogger is too young to really have a lovey, but he is obsessed with this claw. He plays with it all day, in the tub and if you take it away from him all hell breaks loose. So tonight it was goodnight table, goodnight lamp, goodnight…claw.