Harriet isn’t a huge fan of toys. She loves her red ball and she’s got plenty of bones for chewing, but other than that, she prefers to play with me. She does enjoy an occasional woobie, though. Usually, she quickly guts them and removes the squeakers. Woobies don’t last very long. Until now, that is.
I picked up a new woobie a few days ago. Harriet has yet to even tear it. She’s been playing with it on and off, and has had a few silly games of toss-the-woobie, but so far, she hasn’t de-squeakered it, or even torn it open. Mostly, she’s been using it as a pillow.
red paper boat 