Ode to the Vette

There is an item in our home the we religiously keep tabs on. It goes with us almost everywhere (although is never allowed out of the car) and is critical for nap time, bedtime, eating, playing...well you get the point. It is known as "the Vette". As in Corvette. However, its actually a Mustang match box car that Kingston has developed a severe attachment to. He will hold it the entire night while sleeping - and on occasion- will drop it in his sleep and WAKE UP screaming about the Vette. The child who has never taken a paci, liked a blanket or a stuffed animal is CRAZY about a 10 year old matchbox car. Obviously, we've checked for replacements - I'm frightened to think about what will happen when the Vette becomes permanently misplaced. Apparently Hot Wheels doesn't make this model any more, nor am I willing to scour Ebay for a random, insignificant (as far as collectors go) car. All of our attempts to offer a similar car have been met with cool disdain towards the new vehicle. Only the Vette will do as far as Kingston is concerned. Someday I am sure his love the the Vette will fade, but in the meantime, we will continue to always know the whereabouts of the beloved Vette!