Evie's "Family"

This little girl reminds me so much of myself sometimes that it's scary. When I was about 3 I insisted on caring an enturauge of stuffed animals and dolls that I would call my "family." Evie has started doing this. Yesterday she BEGGED me to get her a Winnie the Pooh doll and the sucker of a mother that I am, I couldn't say no. So, she has been carrying around this Pooh doll ever since and it hasn't left her side. She even insisted that Pooh and her other big yellow bear sit in her high-chair with her when she eats. Here's the evidence...