I have three daughters.
At home we affectionately call them Small, Medium and Large.
My two year old, Small, is seriously in love with her blanket. It's a 14x14 pink square
that's silky on one side and furry on the other.
She carries it with her everywhere, and gets comfort from holding it, stroking it, smelling it.
I was going to show you a picture of Blankie, but then decided against it.
There's no way to mask its dingy and unhygienic nature
as I'm sure you can imagine a blanket that's dragged around by a two year old would be.
If I were to pick a blanket, something that would give me comfort,
warmth and general happiness,
it would be an
Hermes Avalon blanket.
How I covet it every time I see one neatly folded at the foot of a bed
or casually draped on a living room sofa.
I imagine how one would look spread out on the back of my sofa.
I envision myself curled up with it,
stroking its softness, and smelling its wool/cashmere blended gloriousness.
Just like Small.