My older daughter has been sleeping on a sheepskin for most of her four years. She is extremely attached to it, and twirls it with a moderate level of ferocity while she is sleeping, and during other passive moments. (The more portable Moomi will get his own post in due time). However, lately her sheepskin has literally been falling apart. Small fuzzy bits abound, sticking to your clothes, etc., a huge chunk fell off the other day.
I approached the inevitable demise of Sheepskin - and make no mistake, Sheepskin is anthropomorphized every bit as much as any doll or stuffed animal - with a bit of trepidation. However, my daughter surprised me by being totally open to the idea as long as Sheepskin II was bigger - because she can't get her toes on the current model now that she's a whole 38" tall.
So, this weekend we will head off to the land of IKEA to fetch a Ludde (apparently IKEA-an for sheepskin). Hopefully he will become as much a part of the family ensemble as his dear, crumbling predecessor.
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