Blankie

I was carrying a red/pink load to the washing machine when Landry came running and grabbed her blankie out of my pile. I asked for it back and told her that I had to wash it. She threw the blanket on the ground and threw herself on top of it and began to cry. I took it back and washed it while she cried, moaned, and walked around chanting "blankie, blankie."

She loves her blankie.