Antique Nightgown

Here is Royanne in her Mimi's nightgown. I love old things, and I am

lucky to have possession of this. No eating in it, though!

She is also holding on to a satin pillow slip.

One day Royanne was especially fussy. I took her in our

bedroom and was going to try and coax her to sleep but she

became infatuated with my satin pillowslip. Up until this time she

had no particular item she lugged around, no dirty and dusty orange

fuzzy pillow like Liam, no burp cloth like Connor. BUT! When she

came face to face with satin, she fell in love! She grabbed it and

held on to it as she sucked her thumb. Even with a pillow

inside!!! Well, I have several, so she is now never without one of them

when it is time for bed, a bottle or a nap. She'll go on a hunt!

I am thinking I might should cut them in half and sew them

closed so I can always have one that is on the slightly sanitary side.

First thing she does in the morning is grab her silky and toss other items

out on to the floor- her monkeygirl, an empty bottle, her doll.

But never her silky. Once Bruce forgot what I was calling it

and he called it her slimy! Another time, her slinky.

Silky, slimy, slinky, she knows what he means!

Here she is turning on her radio before she starts the bailout

of the unnecessary items.

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