Corners

This is Corners.

Corners is a blanket my aunt made for Robbie. It was only recently that we realized we had, in fact, named the blanket and were regularly calling it by name. Sometimes these things just sneak up on you.

Thankfully, Robbie doesn't drag a blanket everywhere, but he's pretty attached to this one when he goes to bed. When he was smaller, he sort of rolled the corners around in his little fists, and he would use the tips of the corners to tickle his ears when he was sleepy.

He still does this, and occasionally he'll very gently shove a corner into one of our ears when we're holding him at bedtime. It's nice that he shares.

One of the corners is apparently better than the other three. He shuns the one with the little tag. Two others receive ample attention, but the one diagonal-opposite (is that a term?) from the tag is his very favorite. We learned this the other night. He will dig through the blanket to find that particular corner. If we rotate the blanket, he'll turn it back so he has the right one. He can find it in the dark.

I'm not sure what the big deal is, but he must know something we don't.