Wednesday, October 12, 2005

What was your blankie?

Growing up, my sister always had to have her "blankie" at night so she could go to sleep. Do you remember The Brave Little Toaster? Blankie was such a wuss. Anyway, she had it until she was in about late elementary school, I guess. Some people grow out of needing something to cuddle with, but some don't. Sara actually had a teddy bear she cuddled with, "Mr. Bear," until she was well into college. In fact, it was replaced by her husband, Scott, although I bet she secretly still takes naps with Mr. Bear when Scott's not around.

I never needed anything to sleep with. I found that I was always uncomfortable with anything more than a couple pillows. I did, when I was very young (before kindergarten), have a little stuffed otter that I'd gotten from Sea World, but I don't think that I ever kept it in the bed with me, because it would've woken me up, or at best ended up on the floor.

I have always had some kind of strange fascination with otters, though. Well, until I was at a high school prom and this weird guy named Mike got the brilliant idea that even though everyone was eating dinner, he should break the silence (which he misinterpreted as an "awkward silence") so he shouted "I'm an otter!" ... no response. Man... high school can make or break your self-esteem, and outbursts like that can cost you a lot of popularity (i.e. Howard Dean).

The next morning we told Uncle Philip (aka Beasley) about it, and he said, "well, what do you expect from a guy who is odder?" That Bease!

So what is it about holding something familiar that makes you sleep better as a child? And why is it that some people never grow out of this? Specifically, why is it that girls are not made fun of for having stuffed animals in bed with them, even when they're in college, but if a guy had a teddy bear at, say the age of 21, his college buddies would probably make fun of him relentlessly.

Well, either way, I'm glad for the differences. Maybe women get used to holding fuzzy teddy bears so that when they get older it will be more comfortable for them to have their arms around their fuzzy husbands when they're asleep.


Anonymous koopstacochran said...

aahhhhhh...that pooh dog is the cuttest

Wed Oct 12, 12:54:00 AM  
Blogger Jonathan said...

B-Dawg, I think you're more cut.

Wed Oct 12, 12:56:00 AM  
Anonymous koopstacochran said...

cut it ot

Wed Oct 12, 12:58:00 AM  
Anonymous koopstacochran said...

I sleep with R.C. Sproul Lectures.

Wed Oct 12, 12:59:00 AM  
Blogger Jonathan said...

Were you imitating Joey Gladstone? Cut-it-outttttt...

I know what you sleep with, if by R.C.Sproul lectures you mean Rumpleteaser and Mr. Mustafabees.

Wed Oct 12, 01:05:00 AM  
Blogger Dreamspinner said...

That is a sweet thought. I had a toy mouse, originally named "Mousie."
I had it in the hospital with me when I had a tonsillectomy at age 5.
This is the old days where you are all by your lonesome in the hospital whether you're a kid or not. So I bonded with Mousie and slept with this toy until my late teens.

Wed Oct 12, 01:09:00 AM  
Blogger Scooter said...

I didn't replace Mr. Bear. Actually, Mr. Bear and I had to learn to coexist peacefully. Sara still sleeps with him regularly.

As for me, when I was a kid I had a really strange sleeping quirk. No blankies or teddy bears for me - I used something quite different. I wanted my mom's old silk nightgowns tangled around my feet as I slept; plus, I made my mom put them in the fridge to make them cold before I used them. That's like psycho, serial killer stuff, huh?

Wed Oct 12, 07:11:00 AM  
Blogger Donna said...

I sleep with t-shirt material sheets and blankets so when I get all snuggled into bed with the blankets up to my chin it feels like my bed is hugging me as I sleep... is that weird?

I think Dr. Mohler would say that it's time to get married. NOW.

Wed Oct 12, 08:51:00 AM  
Blogger Jonathan said...

Donna how untraditional of you to propose to me on my blog.

Just kidding.

Now that I think of it, Scooter, when I was younger and my mom went to the hospital to give birth to my youngest brother, my sister and I got her silk nightgowns to sleep with too. I just liked to tie them around my neck because they made great superman capes.

Wed Oct 12, 09:23:00 AM  
Blogger Jeannine said...

back when i was about 7, my mom made this stuffed bunny for me...its kinda like a bunny doll, if you will. my two sisters got one, too. their names were flopsey, mopsey, and cottontail. mine was flopsey. anyway, i carried it around everywhere with me (excluding school and friend's houses). she's even been on an overseas flight.

you think i'd grow out of the whole sleeping with it routine...but no. i'm a sophomore in college and shes a permenant fixture in my bed :). haha. old habits are hard to break and i find i sleep better with my arms wrapped around something.

Wed Oct 12, 09:51:00 AM  
Blogger Jonathan said...

Exactly what gender would a "Flopsey" be?

I met a guy named Peter Abbot when my brother graduated from the Naval Academy. It was awkward. I kept thinking he was joking and asking him his name again.

Wed Oct 12, 10:06:00 AM  
Blogger lsb said...

you crack me up...having cold mother's nightgowns wrapped around your legs @ night may very well be psychotic but definitely that the correct spelling for you jonathan???...haha...anyway, i have an elmo right now that i have slept with for about the last 5 or so years...he is a silky animal...ever since i was about 6 and i told my mom she could throw my silky blankie away, she has had to purchase me a silky animal of some sort every christmas...well, she has stopped for the last few years so i can't throw my elmo away...i guess i will have him until "that specail day" i can wrap my arms around...

Wed Oct 12, 01:06:00 PM  
Blogger lsb said...

oh and by the way...what a macho strong guy you are, jonathan, to never need that "blankie" in are my idol :)

Wed Oct 12, 01:07:00 PM  
Blogger bethy31 said...

No lie, I had a 'prayer pillow'. We made it in Vacation Bible School and it had an iron on picture of Jesus on it. The picture faded and it was the SOFTEST cotton...I have no idea when I gave it up...except that it disappeared..and that means my Mom threw it away. I loved that little pillow.

I do sleep with one side of my bed perfectly made with books, journals, pens, etc on it...cuz usually I'm reading or writing before going to bed...and I have a little bear my team in England gave to me when I left...and he is on my bed but I don't sleep with him.

Wed Oct 12, 01:15:00 PM  
Blogger CanaGal said...

how about for women who sleep with other women? Do they cuddle with barbie dolls??

Wed Oct 12, 01:42:00 PM  
Blogger Austin Vane said...

I used to sleep with my GI Joe figures when I was little, and then the He-Man figures. I wonder if that was a prelude to my grownup lifestyle..

Wed Oct 12, 01:54:00 PM  
Anonymous Laura's Dad said...

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Thu Oct 13, 12:05:00 AM  
Blogger leslie said...

donna, all I can say actually wrote

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Thu Oct 13, 08:56:00 AM  
Blogger Scooter said...

This may sound sappy but so what... whenever Sara is away on a trip (usually when she has a break from work and I don't), I can't go to sleep in our bed; I can only go to sleep on the couch. Sara says it's depressing. At least it's not as depressing as husbands who are forced to sleep on the couch while there wives are still at home.

Thu Oct 13, 02:13:00 PM  
Blogger Donna said...

Leslie - are you referring to my comment about my t-shirt sheets, or Dr. Mohler? I was kidding about the second one. I wasn't kidding about the first one.

Scaring the world wide web one blogger at a time.

Thu Oct 13, 09:02:00 PM  
Blogger leslie said...

the sheets :-)

Fri Oct 14, 09:55:00 AM  
Blogger Baconlover said...

I know this post is old, but I never read it.

I've had Mr. Bear since I was 8 or 9 - our Japanese cousin Aigie gave it to me (Jonathan, how do you spell his name? it sounds like Ay-gee). Anyway, I've slept with my arms around Mr. Bear for over 15 years and no man or animal can replace him. Scott and Bacon have both tried, but I have to have Mr. Bear. Especially when I'm sick or have a stomach-ache. I don't know why, but I have to have him with me. Some nights I fall asleep without him, but I'll wake up at some point and feel around on the floor for him.

When I have kids, if they want to sleep with Mr. Bear, I'll say no. He's mine and I'll never share him. Although, it was pretty funny to see Bacon trying to drag Mr. Bear out of the bedroom the other day - I guess he's tired of the competition.

Thu Nov 10, 07:56:00 PM  

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