Boo LOVES jewelry. It has become somewhat of an obsession. She's not fussy about quality at this stage. She wears ponytail holders around her wrists along with some tarnished anklets, and "id" bracelets I got from friends in high school that I'm sure i'll never wear again. To her, these are the coolest of cool things. Very special, very beautiful.
She cried desperately when I took them away for bath time a couple nights back. Her only consolation came when I started loading her up with the rubber bands so she at least had some bracelets.
She will have 15 or so on her wrist, then gently & painstakingly move each one from her hand to mine (or anyone else's), then back. This will keep her busy for hours.
She's beginning to understand possession... to love a thing and know it belongs to her, and that she has a right to it. She loves her jewelry, her baby dolls, her shoes, you name it. If she sees her sock lying on the floor, she'll point & say her name.
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