As though she needed any help...

Granny gave Cate a doll for her second Christmas. She was not beautiful when she arrived, but Cate wagged her everywhere for several weeks. Her name is Emmie and since Cate is not into dolls very much, Ava has inherited her.

A couple of afternoons ago Ava had been taking a nap and I heard her in her crib playing. I let her talk and sing for several minutes before I went in to get her. I opened the door and turned on the light. Ava was sitting up in her crib and very plainly said, "I eat hair." I thought surely I had misunderstood, "What baby?" Ava repeated, "I eat hair." As she said it that second time she reached behind her back and pulled out Emmie. She really HAD said, "I eat hair."

Though she hadn't really eaten her hair, Emmie's head was quite wet and well, something...

Poor Emmie.