Trey is equally as attached to his "dee dee" which he named, not us.
He sticks his finger in the corners of the satin where the "holes" folds are, while he has a bottle. It's a comfort thing is my guess.
I love that they love them so much, especially since I made them.
It makes me think they appreciate me (I know they do, but you know toddlers).
You're welcome for the dee dee Trey.
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My nephew called his blanket a dee dee too! Weird! Then he called me Dee, and no one ever knew why. When he was older we asked him why Dee? And he said, "I love my dee dee, and I love aunt Kell, so I called her Dee."
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