Babies are supposed to love blankets, right? I can’t get ours to look twice at hers.
One thing true of all San Franciscans is that we don’t know what to do with ourselves when the weather gets hot here. (Luckily, it’s just a month or two out of the year.) Here’s the setup:
- It’s hot at bedtime, so Boobaby gets minimal pajamas.
- Around 5:30 a.m., Boo screams to wake me up ’cause she’s cold.
I go in and put a blanket over her.
“What the hell are you doing?” she’ll say (with her eyes).
“Um, helping you get warm?”
“I don’t think so.” She’s a tough toddler in the wee hours — she often takes on one of those Goodfella accents. “Here’s what we’re gonna do, cafone. You’re gonna go get that flannel sleep sack, you see? And you’re going to zip me up in it. Then you’re going to cuddle me for half an hour until I warm up, maybe even get me a bottle of gabagool. Then you’re gonna put me down real careful, got it?”
Total wimp that I am, I of course give in on everything, even the bottle.
But what I’d really like is for her to learn to make use of blankets. Unfortunately, if you Google “baby blankets” you’ll get a lot of results that sound roughly like
DON’T LET YOUR BABY USE BLANKETS IN THE CRIB!
BLANKETS ARE THE DEVIL!
Which is totally true, for those SIDS-prone infants. But at some point, toddlers start to use ’em, right? Or are all kids these days wearing sleep sacks into their teens?
Someone must know: when and how do you start in with blankets?