As most of you probably know, Kit and I are expecting a baby. We don't want to impose our own designs on this unborn individual too soon, but it seems that fate has other plans.
My mom, on hearing that Kit was pregnant, wanted to have the honor of buying the first baby toy. She'd seen a wonderful hand-made stuffed animal the previous day and rushed back to buy it. So baby's first toy is a blue elephant with little colorful spots.
At Christmas, we picked up a few additional toys. My sisters-in-law bought -- without talking to each other, evidently -- a Snuffleupagus and a wooly mammoth.
So if our child turns out to have a strange affinity for animals with trunks, I just want it on record that it's not our fault. It was plush fate at work.