It's Favorite Foto Friday! Today's theme is Friends with Stuffing. Grayce doesn't really have a favorite stuffed animal (she switches them all of the time), but there has always been one constant in Grayce's life and that would be her wooby (the name wooby came from the movie Mr Mom). Wooby was a baby shower gift that I had gotten from our family friend Terry. I had originally given it to G when she was about 6 months old, because we were getting ready to go on our first vacation and I had read that it would make it easier if she had something from home to make her more comfortable. Since then it (he as she calls it) has never left her side. When she was about 1 I read that they were discontinuing the specific one that she loves so I went and bought all of them that I could find. One day she saw the spares in the top of my closet and from then on now has to sleep with all of them. She has her favorite though. It has a "special" corner. The corner is full of little nubbies (for a lack of a better word) from being washed. We are currently on our second favorite since she lost the first one at Kroger about 9 months ago...that was a very rough day!!! When G starts "clicking" her wooby then you know it is time for bed. She basically holds it up to her mouth and does some kind of clicking noise with her tongue. She doesn't suck the blanket, just holds it up to her mouth. Wobby goes everywhere with us (just the favorite one...the rest stay on here bed). Here are some pictures of G and her wooby.
And then just out of pure randomness here is a picture of my sister (Hallie), my dad (Steve), and me at the Def Leppard/Billy Idol concert last night.
4 comments:
AWWW what cute pics..Oh and yes loved your concert pic too...Im jealous i didnt get to go ;o(
Oooohh... Def Leppard - how fun!!!
And, how awesome that you had time to get all those spare woobies! She is adorable with them all curled up!
Cute pictures, yesa even the concert pic!!
Debbie
It's so funny how they have a special part of their blanket or animal.
My friends daughter R. loves one corner of her "surfy blanky" and another friends son could tell which stuffed tigger was his special tiggy by smelling the tag! He was only 8 months old when he started that. He'd look at it, flip it over, smell the tag and if it wasn't the original, throw it out of his crib!
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