When I was younger I brought "tickly blankie" everywhere, and couldn't sleep without her! I picked at it and cuddled it until it disintegrated into a few shreds of worn down fabric. It was a sad day at age 20 when I packed blankie away into my closet, only to be taken out a few times over the past few years to help me cope with a fight with my boyfriend or a bad basketball game.
Here is a picture of me and my 2 older sisters hanging out on blankie. That's me, hittin the bottle hard! Haha.
So this Christmas we decided to reenact the photo with new blankie!