The Boygoblin has started to pretend. Which is lovely, especially when I find him firmly smooshing his stuffed rabbit face-first into the catfood bowl.
Or when he dissolves in heartbreak because he can’t get Andy, his boy doll, into its fiddly little doll-sized sleepsack.
|Old style granny blanket|
Apart from being doll-sized, its just like the real thing – its as ugly as you’d expect, and catches on little doll toes. DearWife loves it, and says its just like the ones she grew up with. I won’t be making another one, for pretty much exactly the same reason.
And boygoblin? Fewer tears, because he can easily put Andy to bed.
|Andy's all snuggled in|
And then zoom him around the house.
|Check out those drivers...|
|All snuggled up on the flat"bed"|
|Fancy a quick nap?|