How Do I Love Thee?

Sydie is lying in our bed (too early) the other morning, pink blankie in hand, and tells us who and what she loves...or I should say what and who she loves. First and foremost it's her blankie, then mom and dad.
Me: You mean you love your blankie more than dad or I?
Sydie: (without hesitation) Yes.
Me: WHY?
Sydie: (Holding her blankie out for us examine) Do you smell like this?
Us: No.
Sydie: Can I snap you? (she "snaps" her blanket...hard to explain, not even gonna try)
Us: No.
Sydie: Can I carry you around with me? Take you on vacation?
Us: No.
Enough Said. Case closed.
And then, just to add more salt to our freshly open wound...she turns her back to us, sticks her thumb in her mouth, and falls asleep in utter comfort.