My friend's mom knitted Asher a blanket before he was born. I loved it, because of the colors and it was so soft. That blanket has become one of Asher's greatest comforts. It doesn't come out of his crib very often or he may just become more like Linus than we are wanting, but it is sweet to watch him hug it and drag it all over the house on occasion. It's going to be very rough if someday I ever forget this blanket on an overnight trip.
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