My Favorite Thing
This week’s Friday Flashback is all about favorite items from childhood. Please focus your attention to the following photo:
What is this raggedy, waffle-weaved piece of fabric? And why is it the shape of Nevada?
Friends, this is my blankie. Or, more specifically, what’s left of my blankie. (8 square inches.)
Once pale yellow with satin edges, I slept with this bad boy for 6 or 7 years of my life, until the fateful day when my parents told me it was time to say goodbye.
Say goodbye?! To my blankie?! The one that I escorted around the house all day? The blankie that I rubbed across my face when I was sad and lonely? The one that I slept with wrapped around my pillow to ensure constant face-to-blankie interaction every night of my LIFE?
I wasn’t going down without a fight. I wanted an explanation! A parental mission statement including, but not limited to, how throwing away a harmless blanket would better my life!
Or so I thought.
I threw my beloved blankie in the trash at the promise of a Dilly Bar.
A 39-cent Dilly Bar from Dairy Queen.
Whoorl: Poster Girl for Bribery.
However, as my parents were loading my little sister into the car for our Dairy Queen extravaganza, I ran to the kitchen, grabbed a pair of scissors and cut off a small corner of the blanket.
(HA! A blankie AND a Dilly Bar! I outsmarted The Man! TAKE THAT!)
So, I’ve had this piece of blanket for my entire life. I don’t sleep with it or have any interaction with it really; it just sits in the closet with my sweaters, but I would be absolutely crushed if I ever lost it.
What’s your favorite childhood item? If you blog about it, be sure and leave a link in my comments so we can read it. In the meantime, check out these other childhood faves!