ADDICTION

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I am the first to admit it. My Liv is an addict, and it is all my fault.

I introduced the Godforsaken Nuks that she now will not leave home without. Actually, you will most often find her roaming around the house with one in her mouth, and one if not two in each hand. The same goes when we leave the house to go anywhere. How ever many she can find underneath couches, chairs, or anywhere else in the house for that matter she manages to fit in her little paws so as not to lose site of them.

Then there are the blankets. No, not one blanket, but two of them. Both of which she will not be found leaving the house without. I decided to buy two of the blankets when she was born so that if I were to lose one we would have a backup. Turns out the backup blanket has turned into a blanket that she uses every day along with the other one.

You will find her out in the cul-de-sac with both blankets, and as many nuks as she can carry riding her big wheel. You will find her jumping on the trampoline with her brothers and sisters with both blankets and as many nuks as she can carry. You will find her walking down the isle in Target with both blankets and as many nuks she can carry. You get the idea, wherever she goes, whatever she does, she has those ever coveted blankets and nuks with her.

And to think I have to break her of both of these habits.

I am thinking the sooner the better, as at the rate she is going, she may very well feel inclined to bring those blankets and nuks with her when she walks down the isle on her wedding day. Now wouldn't that be a sight to see?

Addiction; it's a horrible thing.