She toddled around today for nearly an hour holding this little green cup. 

  
It had come from the bathtub where she first took a fancy to it. It fit just right in her hand. Mr. Green cup made jailbreak from the tub and even survived a vigorous drying from the dreaded pink towel of doom (just ask Eden how awful that fun-stopping towel really is!). 

We could hear Mr. Green cup clicking on the kitchen floor as she crawled.

Tapping on the walls as she marched through each calculated step. This. Foot. Next. She used Mr. Green cup to regain balance. 

Then during her nap time nursing session, Mr. Green cup joined us… naturally.

Until at last he fell from her sleeping grasp as she sank deeper into my arms. 
I don’t know if Mr. Green cup will be forgotten after nap time. But I can tell you one thing: when her little post-nap eyes open, she will find Mr. Green cup there in her crib. Just waiting. 

Because to her, Mr. Green cup is important.

So that makes him important to me too.  

– Adore her so.  🙂