MoodyLoner's Journal: My Daughter's security item.

My daughter has decided on her security item. You know, the bear, blanket, or pacifier that makes the bad things go away? Well, out of all the bears, ducks, cartoon mice, even dragons and unicorns that she has been given in her short life, she has bonded with:

Mighty Cthulhu.

A friend gave her a plush Cthulhu for her birthday. She squeaked with delight when she saw it, grabbed on, and hasn't let go. Now I find myself, in public mind you, saying things like "Cthulhu kisses the baby!" and "Mommy loves you, Daddy loves you, and Cthulhu loves you!".

One year old and already messing with my head.

That's my girl.