If, 25 years from now, I see the kid in an Agnes Varda documentary about an inordinate fixation on teddy bears--or in an MTV documentary about people dressing up as Care Bears--I'll know when it started. This week.
From early on, we encouraged the kid to use one of the ten flannel receiving blankets or burp pads we got from my mother as her fall-to-sleep thing.
Then suddenly this week, she developed a deep concern for some of her stuffed animals. She now has to be snuggling one on her shoulder to go to sleep, and she'll start rocking them and patting them on their backs wherever she goes. It doesn't have to be the same one. She's got a giraffe and a doll in DC, a pig in NYC...that big organic puppy has become a surprise favorite.
Is this a developmental stage where a kid starts becoming aware of others besides herself? Or is she just mimicking our behavior? Either way, we decided I should stop wearing my Pepe Le Peu costume around the house, at least while the kid's awake.