I wanted to finish this post I've been thinking about lately before we start the downhill slide into the Christmas crazies. That's a super-collective we, by the way.
What is it about the elephant? I love the elephant because it is peaceful to look at and easily iconic. When I was in India, another lifetime ago, I had the pleasure of watching a trained elephant in a Hindu temple realize he needed to relieve himself, back up ten feet to the gutter, and take the biggest pee I've ever seen. I have a photo I took of that moment somewhere, I'll have to find it.
I know people who have even more elephants in their houses than we do, which is amazing. Once you spot one, there's always another. People with kids usually have at least three times as many elephants, but almost everyone has at least a few.
Here are the ones I found just on a cursory run around the house this morning. Beat that!
I made this little guy. He used to have a lot of friends.
Key to the "chokeables" cabinet.
One of many, many elephant toys (not to mention books).
Older Fisher Price.
Elephants on blankets, more where these came from.
One of the first gifts I bought for Stella. Windy had the same idea.
The mobile I made for Stella out of five beautiful stuffed elephants. I treasure it and will hand it down to her, if I can ever find it again.