Hazel wants two dees at bedtime now. Not just one. It can't be a fuzzy dee either. She wants a scratchy dee. Fuzzy dees are the true original dees that began as Abby's security so long ago...their edges have now frayed (Abby liked to suck on the trailing string, Eli liked having two or three at all times). Hazel likes those scratchy ones, the ones that still have their hemmed edges.
The original cloth diapers I received for baby Abby as burp rags morphed into 'dees' for each kid. They all formed their attachments, with Eli having liked them the longest so far. Hazel's quickly coming up on his record.
I'm going to be so sad when I have to say a goodbye to these simple security manifestations someday.
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