This blanket made by the ladies of our church, with material from the old church building's nursery curtains, is the one Alarik's looking for when he asks, "bwankie?"
It's already been routed to Grandma Linda for repairs twice. Jesse and I are pretty vigilant about washing it regularly and having him use one of his other lovely blankies for a couple days here and there so that he doesn't get too attached to it. I'm not a fan of having to drag a lovey around every single place you go. Plus this is one that we could never re-create if it got lost or destroyed, so it usually stays at home.