I've been cooking up a bit of a menagerie the past few days. It started with an aardvark--for baby Mason. (Remember the bitty twins for whom I made the safari hoops? These are for their first Christmas!)
And then came a hippo for Victoria. I love her purple, serene face--the hippo's, not Victoria's. I'm sure little Miss Victoria hasn't been purple-faced since those first frustrating moments after she emerged. :-)
I gave them both jaunty little cold-weather scarves to make them holidayish.
And then I tried 'em out on our tree. Mark likes them. He says if they must go, I'll have to make some for our someday-grandchildren. I say let's not rush things.
Merry Christmas, Victoria and Mason. Merry Christmas aardvarks and hippos. Merry Christmas, and may this big, sometimes-hard world be as sweet and soft and safe as possible for all us beasts and children in the days to come.