Graham is getting more and more attached to his blanket. When he gets out of his crib in the morning, he has to bring it with him to breakfast. If he sees it, after being away from it for an hour or more, he starts fussing and running to it like he has found an old lost friend. 
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It all makes sense now. You have a Lucy; you should have named him Linus. If you had a dog you could name him him snoopy and you could just say Wah Wah Wah Wah Wah.
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