Having family over for Easter dinner gave me a chance to show-n-tell Edith Whiskey (aka Chucky) and Edith Chamois (Leshammy!) to my mother. She loves handbags too although she has no idea how deep I'm in with these, soooo...... Introduce Chucky - mom ooohs and awwwwws and she grabs Chucky's left side between her thumb and forefinger like she's pinching a grandbaby's cheek, and keeps stroking him with her thumb admiring the leather, and, well, it looked like she was really rubbing hard. "Um, Mom, you DID wash your hands after dinner, didn't you?" okay, try to chill, on to the next... Introduce Leshammy - mom goes and she proceeds to run her hands ALL over the leather, and when debating each one's qualities keeps patting and rubbing Leshammy's wrinkles, over and over and over....:blink: and I'm thinking of Daisy's poll on Edith's keeping their shape and I just get so soooo tense... "Okay, Mom, DO NOT PAT THE SCRUMPLES!" followed quickly by "I think we're done here. Time for dessert!!" Perhaps I'm just over-protective, but I think I lost a few years last night too. Anyone else have over-protective tendencies with Edith, Paddy or your other babies recently??