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One loved pillow


Claire will be making the move back to her own bed in a week (tear, tear), so I decided it was time to get her a pillow of her own. While sleeping in our bed, she swiped one of Chris' pillows and loves it like no other. We bought a small travel sized pillow for her yesterday. It is the perfect size for her crib. She was so excited, holding it throughout the store. Target didn't have a pillow case that small, so I whipped one up for her. We even got lucky in that it coordinates pretty well with her bedding. She loved it, so much in fact, that she told me to "stop it" when I attempted to rest my head on it last night. "Stop it," is a favorite phrase as of late, along with "Andrew hit me." Andrew is a four year old handful at daycare. He doesn't hit her, but she's obviously been listening. Anyway, all day yesterday, she was laying her babies on the pillow and carrying it around with her. Such sweetness.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Gosh she is adorable. Who would have guess a necessity such as a pillow could be so much fun!Practical kid!

Love ya,
Jessica
Erin said…
Hey Claire! You forgot a sock :)

PS. I love your pillow.
Unknown said…
That is funny that you said that, Erin. Claire's favorite trick as of late is to rip my socks off my feet and put them on hers. The other day she lasted a couple of hours and a nap with my huge socks on her feet. She is too funny and she'll tell you so!

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