Katie has been upset, but distractable. To make bedtime a little easier last night I pulled out one of the other blankets she had as an infant. I had them in a spacebag in my parson's bench. Since I didn't feel like taking the time to reseal the space bag I just left them all on the bench in the hall.
This morning Katie came running into my room with a different blankie in her hands and said reprovingly, "You didn't say that there was a PURPLE one."
The purple crocheted blanket was a gift from Colleen Savitzky. But by the time it got to us Katie had already bonded with the Badi. So the little purple blanket languished in a drawer and then the spacebag for a couple of years.
Well, now it is tucked into bed beside a sleeping little girl. She still misses the Badi, but Purple Badi will do.
I feel better.