Just a quickie for now. Longer post after the kids go to sleep. Tonight, at the dinner table, my 3yr old daughter comes out of the clear blue with, “Daddy? I wish there was a Cordelia doll, so I could snuggle her and love her.” Daddy offers a wordless “My universe just clicked into place” smile to Mommy. “And I want a Regan doll!” chimes in my 5yr old. “Regan?” I ask. “She’s a bad guy.” “No, not Regan,” she corrects, “What’s the name of the girl on the island?” “Miranda?” “Yeah, Miranda. I wish there was a Miranda doll!” Take that, Disney!
