So, you know the old truism about children receiving fancy toys on Christmas (or whichever winter holiday is celebrated in your home) but forgetting the toys to play with the cardboard boxes they came in?Well, Darby does something similar. Between my sister and me, Darby has received an embarrassment of toys.
But, what is her favorite toy of all (besides the pink possum that I have since learned is an armadillo)?
Our backyard is loaded with them. It's hard to strike the right balance between letting her play with them and preventing her from getting hurt.
(Ear update--the left ear is nearly upright today, but the right one only comes up if Darby hears a particularly interesting noise. The friend-of-a-friend who is going to help me tape her ears will be coming by soon.)