Then, there was Lillian's Lambie...
Now, introducing Sock. Ivan's comfort woobie.
So, the story is that I had Ivan in the floor with me while I was folding laundry. We had just sprung for new socks (yes, socks are a treat in this house) so I was culling the holey socks out of the pile. When I found one, I threw it in a pile beside Ivan. Well, I decided to throw one at Ivan, and it landed on his chest. And the rest is history. The pacifier in the next picture is a rare thing anymore. As long as Sock is around, Ivan is happy. He chews on it, clutches it in his little hands, and snuggles with it.
Take a look at the next pictures and see if you can find Sock:
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