For the first year of his life, my son had no particular attachment to anything (other than me, ahem). He did not latch onto a soft toy, a blanket or a toy truck. He had no lovey. Ack!

I did my best. I thought with a lovey, he might be able to go to sleep without being attached to my chest as much. Hence, I introduced this handsome fellow to him when he was 8.5 months old.

Yes, he of the spiky hair and chunky thighs.

He humored me by allowing some photos with the tiger (whose name I shall not reveal, it’s in Arabic and it’s not exactly a family-friendly word – courtesy of my husband, who thinks it’s funny. Sigh). However, he didn’t take Tiger to bed, or drag him around the house or insist he come along for trips.

So he continued to love just me. He did like his blue blanket which covered him nightly, but it wasn’t a lovey as such.

Until he was weaned at 18 months and was introduced to his own bed. We put the tiger in there along with his blue blanket, and lo and behold, an attachment finally formed.

Now, they’re all inseparable.

Kissing the tiger good morning.

Hanging out with the tiger and his favorite blue blanket. In the middle of the day.

Does your child have a lovey? Tell me and Christine from Quasi Agitato all about it! She’s hosting a linky for loveys, how cute is that?

Also linking up with Kiddothings for Picnesday, Live and Love….Out Loud, Project Alicia and By Word of Mouth.