Did you have a comfort object/security blanket that you carried around as a child?

I had a little stuffed cat that my mom’s mom made me. It was really small, and kind of flat, but I loved that thing. I carried it around until it fell apart. Then I just carried its limbs. There is also a rumor that I put parts of it in my nose but that sounds disgusting so it must be untrue.Β 

I don’t have a photo of it (or even remember its name!) but here is my and my brother, probably about that age where I was still carrying it:

Guess what? I still have an actual blanket now, that I take with me when I travel, if I can. I made it with Steven’s mom before I went to Rome in the summer of 2005. I used it as my blanket when I lived in Rome. You’ve seen it on the blog many times:

It’s silly, but I really cherish that blanket, since I made it when Steven’s mom, and she is no longer with us. It reminds me of how generous and loving she was toward me. I casually mentioned I had been thinking of making a blanket to take to Rome and she was excited, took me out to buy supplies for me and helped me make it at their house in Kansas City.Β