Today she found a "lovey" for herself. A dish towel.
She was laying next to me playing with it, rubbing her face, covering and uncovering her face with it, "talking" to it and hugging it close to her. I admit, I got a little jealous.
So when it came naptime (we are in the throes of learning to nap without nursing), I lay her in the pack-n-play with her dish towel.
I have not heard a peep. I just got done sneaking in to make sure she's still breathing* and there she is, curled up with her dish towel.
If anyone needs a plastic key impression, just see Ava's forehead.
Looks like my mom is gonna have to point me in the direction of more dish towels for backup.
*For all who may be concerned, though she's been sleeping on her tummy for a couple of months, I won't let her have her dish towel buddy for night sleeping till she's older.