project: save not-cookie

This is NotCookie.

Or Cookie (wink wink) as he's known for short. He is currently soaking in a diluted solution of bleach water in the hall bathroom because he is a frequent (read: every night) visitor to Bean's Bathtime Routine. What's a poor NotCookie to do when he is put in bathwater every night and barely has time for a bath himself? He gets a little bit... 'tinky, as Chip would say.

So poor 'tinky Not-Cookie is luxuriating in the Whimsy bleach spa this evening.

It has worked before.

I hope it works again.

A note about NotCookie's name: originally Chip called him Gila, thinking him a hipster blue gila monster. But Bean insisted--- this is a bright blue monster. Clearly Cookie.

So Cookie (wink wink) it is.

I have fished paci's out from under public benches.

I have raced helplessly to save Bo the Woobie (blanket) from being trampled by airport strangers.

I have washed (and rewashed, and endlessly washed) blue monster Hurp until his eyes are nearly as blue as his body.

I have crawled on hands-and-knees around the living room more times than I can count to collect the precious contents of a box of business cards.

I have searched under car seats for a specific orange crayon.

This is clearly not the first time I've taken extra measures to save one of Bean's treasures.

And I know it won't be the last.

Tell me: how far have you gone to save a treasure?