All Wrapped Up

Well...here they are...as promised. Noah is all wrapped up, from the tips of his fingers to just below his elbow. Last night was still pretty rough {or ruf} because every time Noah moved around, he would inevitably hit or roll on top of his hand and wake-up in tears.
The only thing that gives him comfort {aside from sleepy cuddles from the parental units} is his Camo Charlie. Kc and I have been trying for over a year to find a "lovie" for Noah. Early on, Noah was never far from his Wubba {pacifier}, but as quickly as that love affair started, it abruptly ended. We have subsequently introduced Noah to various blankets, stuffed animals, dolls, trucks, cars, whatever we throw at him, without any luck. He never took any interest in anything...until Charlie.

When I was a little girl, my Mom {AKA Nana} made a Raggedy Ann doll for me. She even embroidered I LOVE BECKY on Ann's stomach. She has subsequently made Raggedy dolls for many other family members...accept for her very own third child...sorry Drew. When all three grandsons were together last week, she presented each boy with their very own twenty-first century Raggedy Andy on steroids - Camo Charlie.
Charlie has the fiercest camouflage shirt {with a Peter Pan collar} and wicked black shorts over forest green striped socks. His chest is even tatted with each boys name. Once Noah was introduced, it was love at first sight. They have been INSEPARABLE since then.

Charlie was able to accompany Noah in the operating room on Monday and we knew they were looking out for each other. Once we saw them in the recovery room, we recognized that they were two Bandaged Brothers. The nurses had wrapped Charlie's hands just like Noah and had even given them matching booties. Too cute!
I look forward to seeing the relationship between Noah and Charlie unfold...and to more sleep in the nights to come.