It is a thing to behold. My girl likes dolls. Like really likes dolls. As in she talks to them, dresses them, dresses LIKE them. We can't leave the house without Kit (and now Ruthie). We have to make sure they are dressed appropriately for the weather, and they have the right accessories. I am mystified. This is a whole new world for me. I wasn't a doll girl. AT ALL. I watch in wonder as she dotes and cajoles and reads to them. It is so foreign and yet so incredibly sweet and wonderful to watch her incorporate these little things into her world of wonder and play.