Emilie, who is now 9 years old, has slept with her blankie every day of her life. The pink and white down comforter has been stitched and restitched. Today however, after a final wash, the blankie succumbed. It cannot be saved. It is dead beyond any capacity of redemption.
What should we do with the blankie? How do we save the dead blankie for our daughter as a lovely memento of her childhood? What did you do with your own child’s blanket?
ps: Now my son, who’s 11, will not let us wash his own blanket for fear of accidental death by washing machine.