This was the scene at our house before we went to church. While E. was taking a bath, I secretly whisked away her beloved blankie and threw it in the washer. I didn't want her to drag it to church, with the stains, smells, and boogars attached. Well, shortly after getting out of the tub she went in search for her beloved.
And she found it.
There was much lamenting!
And she found it.
There was much lamenting!
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