My dear sweet girl is an addict.  This is hard to discuss, but alas, the world needs to know about the dangers of tags.  At first it we really didn’t notice it much.  She would grab a stuffed animal and stealthily put the tag in her mouth while she sucked her thumb.  Once we did start noticing it, we ignored the addiction.  We thought it was just a phase, and…well, it was just too stinkin’ cute to stop.  

I must admit that I aided her in her addiction.  I made her a taggie blanket.  Tags at every 4-inch interval.  It was a tag NIRVANA.  Her eyes glazed over and she started shaking just looking at the magnificent treasure.  She practically dived at it since I was not bringing it to her fast enough.  I have now made her more since if she doesn’t get her fix she starts to go into withdrawal.  That first blanket could go for weeks without being washed since she wouldn’t go to sleep without it. 

It is a sad sight to see.  She starts getting the shakes and her eye starts twitching.

It’s not pretty, but we will have to deal with this sometime.  I figure when she is 5 years old…or maybe 10 years old.  That’s a good round number.

Twelve-step program anyone??

The Face of Addiction