When JT was a baby, my friend Janet made him two beautiful afghans. By the time he was a year old, these blankets were the top of the heap. We carried them everywhere; all of the time. Known as Blanky and Softy, they were his most favorite lovies. Even today, at the ancient age of 7, he still sleeps with them.
As part of the cleaning frenzy that occupied my day today, I washed Blanky and Softy. When JT spied me folding laundry and realized that Blanky and Softy were sweet-smelling and warm from the dryer, he cuddled right up with them.
It made such a sweet picture. And the quiet? That was pretty sweet as well.