I am protective of my amm pj blanket – the quilt that amm’s dear friend made for me out of amm’s pajamas. The blanket has a permanent spot on my bed. It is never is lent out. It’s mine.
But today Arrine is in need of the love within my quilt. The poor girl has had a fever since Sunday. The doctor today didn’t have any answers and we are to take her back on Thursday if her fever doesn’t break by then.
My poor sicky is now wrapped in Grandma Anne-Marie’s love. It’s a special circumstance – I can share my blanket this time.