When my son was six months old, we took him to FAO Schwartz, a really big toy store, at the South Coast Plaza. He saw something called the "Sleepytime Bear", latched onto it and didn't let go. So, we bought it. Little did we know what a part of the family the bear would become. When he started talking, my son named the bear "Boppy". Don't know why. That was just his name. Boppy was such an integral part of our family that he had to go everywhere with us. We even had professional photos taken of our beautiful son with, you guessed it, Boppy. Boppy was my son's security blanket (see proof below):
Jump to 13 years after the above photo was taken. We now have a dog that has a pillow bone ("Bone Boppy", if you will) that she has to have next to her all the time:
However, as of last night, "Bone Boppy" has been replaced by "Duck Boppy":
Sorry for the poor quality photo, but it was just so darned cute, I didn't want to open the sliding glass door because it would wake her up. The duck quacks when you squeeze it. So, not all security blankets are actual blankets and not all humans need a security blanket, apparently. I just wanted to share this discovery and these cute pictures with you. That's all. I hope they bring a smile to your face!
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