I snuck Blankie in the wash today and of course James noticed "his" absence. Tears. But he helped me put Blankie in the dryer, making the decision that he was too wet to hold. So we started the dryer. More tears a bit later. We checked on Blankie. Still too wet. So finally James became distracted and Blankie was able to go through the whole dryer cycle.
Yay! Blankie is returned to James and all is well. And then he wore him like a hat/scarf? Silly boy.