Today when I got out of the shower I heard squeaking from my bedroom. As I came out I found my daughter dancing around on my bed. As soon as she saw me she said, "This is my blanket mommy and my blanket daddy. I love hugging them, see?" And she promptly hugged a pile of our bedding.
Can you imagine if we had some nice peacock alley bedding? My girl is ready to pledge her love to cheap bedding...what would she do for the good stuff?
(For the record, I did clarify that she loved her real mommy and daddy better than blanket mommy and blanket daddy.)