Dolly

Dollies. Having a boy first, we never really went through baby dolls. Andy has his dogs and never really showed much interest in dolls. Of course, I don't think I ever gave him one explicitly, but when we were with my nieces or other girls with them, he wanted to play with the baby stroller and not the baby.

Now I have a daughter and things are different.

I picked Meg up from her babysitter's on Monday and she was dragging around a baby doll. She was reluctant to give it up so Ayesha let me take her home. I promptly named her Daisy after the famous air gun that I'd seen with my folks at the NRA firearms museum that day. (I'm not a queen of naming stuffed animals like Betsy, but I am actually rather proud of this one).

Since then, she's been carrying Daisy everywhere and sleeping with her. Not to be left out, Andy now says he wants a doll, too. I tried to give him a soft doll that my mother gave Meg for Christmas, a doll I promptly named Remy, short for Remington, sticking with my weapons theme. He instead wants one just like hers. That doll that we haven't gotten yet, will be a boy, Andy says. And I will name him Colt, after the rifle as well as the after the Texas quarterback Colt McCoy.

Picture is somewhat unrelated, but I really like it.

Name game

Mark taught Andy how to say his name over the weekend. Now when you ask him what his name is, he will proudly say "Byron Bennett." Andrew is his middle name and he clearly knows his name is Andy, yet I can't get him to say the full thing. It's rather precious though. I did worry last night (as I like to do) that when he starts his new school, he'll confuse everyone by declaring his name as Byron Bennett, but what can you do. I swear, this first day at a new school is giving me way more stress than him.

Meanwhile, I keep attempting to change the photo in my profile. I keep trying to replace it with the URL with the photo on the left, yet when I do, it tells me the link is broken. Anyone have any hints on fixing that?