Somehow on the fourth of July we lost Sarah's little blankie. I have looked everywhere. We told her to leave it in the car when we walked to the parade. I think it must have fallen out. The crazy reality is--that while it has been her constant companion for almost 4 years, she seems to be fine without it. She has gone to bed with not even a whimper for 2 nights without her little square blankie, (or little pink blankie as it used to be called.) I am, on the other hand, devastated. I feel like the signals that she is growing up, that she is becoming a big girl who doesn't need her blankie. I also feel like I failed her by letting it get lost. I am still holding out hope that it will turn up.
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