Dane brought back both girls a stuffed Panda Bear that he picked up at the zoo in DC, and I think he may have cured her of the whole puppy phase. Except now she wants a real live Polar Bear.
“PANDA. It’s called a Panda Bear,” I corrected her.
“I KNOW!” she shouted back. “AND I WANT A REAL LIVE POLAR BEAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY.”