So like many toddlers, Quarta has a lovey. Hers is a pink fleecy, fuzzy blanket. I have no idea where we got it and, of course, no way to obtain a second one. Naturally, it gets filthy because my eardrums are not up to the task of taking it away from her long enough to get it into the laundry.
Grandmere's brilliant solution: Cut it in half!
Quarta's response: One of these halves is clearly superior to the other! And she can totally tell the two halves apart.
So now Quarta still has just one lovey. It's just half the lovey it used to be. And it's filthy.