There comes a time in your kid's life when they have to let go of certain things. After all, you can't send them off to college with a case of sippy cups. Showing up for the first day of Junior High still in diapers might not be the hippest thing either. We've had to set deadlines for certain deep attachments with both girls.
|Aquarium after two years|
The first few days after Shelby passed her aquarium down to Haley were rough, but I'm now comfortable with the idea that she won't be taking it with her on her honeymoon.
Next to retire was Haley's "Pinky". Pinky was a special gift from my mom, Mimi. It was a beautiful Little Giraffe blanket that had the most exotic feel to it.
|Leaving the hospital with Pinky|
Pinky quickly became my third child. "Where's Pinky?" was a common question heard on a daily (and sometimes hourly!) basis. Pinky was accidentally left behind during an Easter visit to my sister's house, so she had to be mailed back overnight to avoid WWIII. In the event that Pinky needed a bath, Haley would wail by the washer and dryer until she was clean. I'm surprised Pinky can't write her ABC's with as much time as she has spent in Haley's backpack at preschool.
|Pinky during her better years|
However, after four years, it was time for Pinky to retire. As luxurious as Little Giraffe blankets are at first, their delicate fabric is their ultimate undoing. I had sewn up Pinky's holes enough to make her 1/3 of her original size. And, I'm afraid one more trip through the washing machine might just turn her to threads.
|Cuddling with Pinky and baby doll|
So, shortly after her birthday, Bryon took Haley to Walmart and let her pick out what she wanted to decorate Pinky's special wall hanging with. He then made a BIG production of hanging it all on the wall just above Haley's bed. That way, she could look up at Pinky anytime she wanted. Again, the first night was rough. But, it's safe to say family members won't be forced to mail her overnight any longer! It's just a shame we weren't able to claim her as a dependent on our taxes….
|It took YEARS to get that worn-in look!|