Levi has never before been attached to a certain stuffed animal, blanket or anything like that. He likes them, but he hasn't ever really cuddled with or taken to them like some kids. I tried to make him like Dumbo, which he does like, but after the novelty of his ears wear off, he's done. I tried to make him cuddle with those soft silky blankets ... nope. He chunks them across the room. I have no real reasoning for pushing these stuffed animals and blankets off on him, except for it just being cute.
Seriously, what's more precious than a baby in his jammies carrying around his favorite stuffed animal? Or his favorite blanket. I mean, Charles Schulz didn't create Linus for nothing y'all. It's cute!
Well, in my failed attempts at getting Weebie to have a favorite stuffed animal to cling to in the night, I realized that I just didn't have the right one. Over the past few months, Mr. Weebs has finally found his match. His partner in crime. His fluffy soul mate, if you will.
And his name is Ernie.
Actually, according to Weebie, his name is Ernie-Ernie. (And the same goes for Elmo-Elmo. The kid likes repetition, k?)
Ernie-Ernie is his must have sleep time companion. They count sheep together, go on night time adventures together in Dreamy Dream Land and they snuggle together. The first thing out of Levi's mouth every morning is "Ernie-Ernie", and is often the last thing on his lips at night. Levi doesn't have much to do with him during the day, but when it's time to get in bed, Ernie must be there.
I love seeing Levi give him sugars and hug his neck. It is absolutely precious. Weebie & Ernie-Ernie ... friends forever.