cry, baby, cry; make your mother sigh

the one and only evesie pups had a marvelous christmas. she took forever to open her presents because she required so many playtime, mealtime, naptime breaks, but she enjoyed every minute of all of it. one of the big highlights was the babydoll that nanet and granddaddy gave her! as you can see from the first video, she loved the baby at first sight. as soon as her mama unshackled the poor child (the baba, not the evester) from her plastic tape and twine prison, eve proceeded to hug her, give her kisses (put one whole cheek in her mouth), and share her milk very equitably.

we all thought it was adorable.

and then em, eve's papa, and i took evester and her baby to lunch the next day. while waiting for the bill, papa decided to have a little game, which must have been inspired from flashbacks of being an older brother to two much littler sisters: he smashed the doll's head into the table.

well, the usual response to this is terror/fright/sadness/tears from the human baby when she sees her play baby so brutally mistreated. but we must remember that this baby is genetically predisposed to love slapstick, so instead of wailing with tears, she bubbled over with laughter.

while she does still hug the baby and love it, she seems to prefer watching its head hit the ground. i suppose this means that any future as a babysitter has been foreclosed. oh well, it really is a terrific present, as are all of them! thank you, everyone, and merry christmas!