Cash has never used a security blanket (or stuffed animal or lovie).
However, he now has a little security item that Buttin and I find adorable - - a book.
Every night, he snuggles "One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish" and tells me the story about how one horrible, horrible night his book fell in between the mattress and the railing and was lost for all eternity (or at least until morning when I retrieved it). Apparently, that night was pretty dramatic for him.
It's sweet how he tucks his book in next to him every night and makes sure his book has covers. He treats the book better than most of his friends at school. One night I hope to get a picture of him snuggling his book.
Here he is today telling me the story about the "Squirrel in the Food Machine".
Translation: Squirrel in the Food Machine = Rat in the Grill
P.S. The rat (or mouse) is alive and well and using our grill as a mouse-mansion