A very happy boy!

Before Taran was born we received a beautiful crocheted baby blanket from my Aunt Dottie. It has always been Taran's favorite thing. When he was just weeks old he would get his fingers and toes through the crochet holes and just happily cling to it. He has never slept a night without it and it has endured much including being dragged everywhere, chewed on by 12 new teeth and survived a trip to Australia. It's hard sometimes to sneak it away to be washed and Taran has twice rescued it from the laundry basket. Although at first I thought the term "lovey" was too dopey it has grown on me and Taran's blanket is his Lovey (formally known as Lovey Lovenson). We are delighted to now have a Lovey Lovenson II!

Thank you Dottie!!!!!