A girl and her Knuffle Bunny

I’ve always looked at kids who had a special comfort item with a bit of wonder (you know, other than pacifiers). A special blanket or toy that they cherished more than any other.

Neko goes in waves with toys, declaring it her absolute favorite in the whole world, but inevitably moves on to the Next Big Thing.

Shep, well, you already know of my struggle to figure out birthday presents for him. The kid just doesn’t care about stuff.

But Ellery? She has suddenly latched onto Knuffle Bunny. And omigosh, if you do not smile when you see how her eyes light up when we hand over her little green friend, your heart is made of stone, my friend. She positively beams.

And then today the most amazing thing happened. Tom pulled out the book, which, for some reason, we had never shown to her. She looked at the pictures of Knuffle Bunny on the cover, and if you listened hard enough you could hear the clicking in her head as she put two and two together. She looked up and pointed at the picture and let out a loud, delighted, “Eeeeee!”

If you hear a loud bang in a few days, it is because her head exploded when Amazon delivers the DVD version.