It’s been over a week, and Ah-ooh, our newly acquired animatronic werewolf, is now our daughter’s best friend. How do we know this? She’s told us over and over, the way three-year-olds do. She’s also gotten into the habit of showing photos of Ah-ooh to all of her little friends whenever Jean or I are around with our phones. Her peers are not as warm to …
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