When Taylor was a baby, her grandma gave her a blanket. Now she is six and she still takes that blanket everywhere -- until her brother borrows it to mop up a mess. When he tries to get the stain out, it only gets worse . . . and worse, and worse, with each additional attempt to clean it. Finally her panicked brother hides the remains in the couch cushions and hopes that Taylor will never find it. But she does . . . and she is not happy at all, until her mother shares a story and a keepsake of her own.