I came out of my room a few weeks ago, and found Truman just standing at the window like this. That is his blue blanket (i.e. best friend) hanging on the laundry line outside. He's very attached. On this particular day his blanket had to be washed because he had dragged it on the ground outside. Since then he is very conscientious and always bundles it up high in his arms when he takes it out of the house.A week or so before this photo, I had washed his blanket, but forgot to put it in the dryer. So, at bedtime I showed him that it was wet and put him to bed without it. An hour or so later, Todd and I were watching tv and heard a few doors open, and then a stool being dragged on the ground and the washer lid clanging open! So resourceful and so cute! We let him come sit with us until his blanket was dry. When I gave him his blanket he had such a look of relief and happiness on his face because he was so sleepy and now he could finally get some rest!
(I apologize for one of the uglier side yards on the planet. We do have grass in the back!)
