Bo is Zach's bear blanket. Aptly named because Zach wasn't able to say "bear", so he said "bo".
Bo is my fault.
This picture reflects the very first time I put Bo in Zach's arms. I thought it was so adorable! I hoped that Bo would be something Zach would sleep with each night.
I got my wish, but with a twist:
Zach didn't want to hold Bo as he drifted off to dreamland. He found Bo to be very tasty. So my child got into the habit of cramming part of Bo into his mouth, and sucking on the delicious fabric as he went to sleep.
I had visions of the headline "local infant dies from inhaling bear blanket - mom says reason for giving him bear was "it was cute".
Seriously. It looked like it could be a problem:
But, it never seemed to be a problem for him, and it became normal. (The "Bo" in the above picture is a backup - he didn't like it as much as the brown one, but it would work if the real Bo wasn't available).
Anyway, fast forward a little bit, and the cuteness factor of Bo has worn off. Since Zach puts Bo in his mouth, Bo gets damp. Then Bo starts to smell sour, and Bo gets washed. A lot. We also weren't sure if it was good for damp fabric to be in his mouth for extended periods of time.
But there was no way Zach would part with Bo.