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Learning the Importance of Lovies... the Hard Way
We made a rookie error with our first child. When Leo was just a few months old, he found his lovey, his comfort item that would remain at his side 24/7 for the next two years. Lambie, a plush lamb’s head attached to a satin-lined fleece blanket, was a tactile smorgasbord. It soothed him like nothing else could.

One Friday evening after I picked him up from daycare, we realized that Lambie had been left behind and would likely remain at the daycare until Monday morning.

That was a long night of whimpering and crying in our house.

Early the next day, I sent my husband to the daycare, in the hope of finding someone to open the door to Leo’s room so he could get Lambie. The cleaning staff was startled to see his six-foot frame in the window, but not surprised. He wasn’t the first desperate parent who needed to retrieve something precious.

By the time we realized we should probably purchase an emergency sub Lambie, we couldn’t find an exact match. Even the person who gave the original to us couldn’t remember where she got it. We found two similar alternatives, but one was pink, and the other had a blanket made of a different material.

If you think ten-month-old babies aren’t clever, let me tell you how fast Leo rejected both Lambie posers. He knew instantaneously that they were sorry substitutes.

We learned our lesson. When our daughter was born and took to Bear, a clone miraculously appeared. One lived upstairs in her crib, and the other traveled with her to daycare and on any trips. Eventually, she realized that there was “upstairs Bear” and “downstairs Bear,” and she found enough love in her heart for both of them as individual members of our family.

Don’t make the same mistake we did. Make the investment in one, or four, back up teddy bears, blankies, duckies, or whatever makes your baby happy. Keep one in the crib, another in the car, and one at Grandma’s house. Don’t lose even one night’s sleep over a missing Lambie.
Traci Suppa