Thanks for all your questions.  And please feel free to add more there, or here, or whatever.  I appreciate the help with jumpstarting my stalled blogtasticness.

Anne didn’t really ask me a question.  She did, however, reference the Weef.

We got the Plan Toys Noah’s Ark for Dorrie last Christmas, knowing that the small parts were going to be systematically lost, but also that she’d enjoy the heck out of tiny wooden animals in the meantime.  (Sadly, she also enjoyed throwing them at my head for a while.  At her 18 month pediatrician visit, she threw the doctor’s pen at her and the doctor goes, “Wow, she has really advanced throwing skills, she shouldn’t be throwing hard overhand for a while yet.”  To which I replied, “Yes, that is why I have these bruises all over my face.”)

She absolutely fell in love with Noah’s wife.  Noah, she could take or leave.  Most of the animals were fun but not obsession-worthy.  But Noah’s wife was super special apparently.

Dorrie would carry her around all the time talking about “the Weef”, until one day the Weef disappeared.  It was a bit of a minor tragedy.  She would walk around with her hands upturned saying (in 18ish month old speech), “Where da WEEF go?  Where?  Where da WEEF go?”

We tried to switch her to Noah but she fed him to Ogie and the resulting pieces had to be trashed.

Finally, weeks (months?) later she forgot about the Weef.  And of course that’s when I found her.  I decided not to  put her back with the Ark right away, especially since she was not even really playing with it much at that point.

But recently she’s rediscovered the Ark, and it is really cool to see how differenly she plays with it at 2.5 versus 18 months.  So today I put the Weef back in and she was pretty excited.  Not as excited as if I had found her back when she was actually LOOKING for her, but excited nonetheless.  I think her exact words were, “Mama!  Look at that pretty GIRLY with my ANIMALS!”

(Yes, those are Ogie tooth marks on the little bear and I think possibly on the Weef’s head. Her wood toys don’t get to be played with or stored in the dogs’ area anymore.)

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