Dear Lord,
Why does my daughter insist that the salt shaker is HER Dorothy, just like Elmo's? Why must she give Dorothy kisses, because now my salt is all clumped together. Let's not even get into how she left little parts of Dorothy all over the house, before I was able to snatch it up and reclaim her as our salt!!
RIP salty Dorothy.
** I guess A's had a fascination with Dorothy for awhile. I found this old picture.
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