As in, I mean she luuuuuvs her pillow. I think the word I'm looking for is... well, humping. Although her senior barista tactfully refers to it as "making friends with her pillow."
This pillow-relationship seems to have entered a new phase this week, however. As the week progressed, I started to notice that her threadbare old pillowcase was starting to collect little rips. I threw it out, only to have the phenomenon happen a second time with another old pillowcase. So I tossed that one too, and this morning pulled out one from the JoyParents' regular pillowcase rotation.
Here's what she did to her parents' pillowcase during naptime today:
Sometimes love really hurts!
We're going to try a flannel pillowcase tonight.
Wish us luck.
6 comments:
Oh my! Does she do that with her hands or does she simply love it to death? Hope the flannel pillow case helps.
Flannel is a girl's best friend?
Niksmom - I suspect there are teeth involved. Vampire-love, perhaps?
Wow, that's some aggressive um 'friend making' ;)
To you, I'll offer up that a dear friend of mine has this same circumstance with her male dog. She's had to dispose of many a pillow. I'll take a little girl and her pillow over Bobo and his any day! It's not so bad :)
To my friend, I'll pass on the alternate view of "making friends".
Hi blackknightsbrood, and welcome!
I'm not sure there's much I can say to your comment except -- in the words of John Elder Robison - "Woof!"
By the way, everyone, the flannel pillowcases are working really well. There's a little hole in one of them, but not of the huge shreddy three-corner tears.
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