Blake has always loved his blanket, but for the last couple of days we haven't been able to go anywhere or do anything without. It totally reminds of my sister Melanie. She was the same way when she was little. I remember her blanket being torn to shreds, and she still carried it around.
I tried washing it, and Blake had a total meltdown when he saw me put it in the washer. TOTAL meltdown. The next day, we went to Target and bought another exact one to have as a backup. Crazy kid!