My sweet friend Mary Beth who just moved back from Paris, gave Zach a plastic Sophie the Giraffe, orginally made in France. It came with a sweet story, a place to write who gave it to him and all I could think was that it looks like a dog toy. Zachary loves it. Her nose is perfect for chewing on and her legs are the perfect width to squeeze some pudgy little fingers around. She is our go-to toy in the car now. He usually falls asleep like this, either with his arm around her or clutching one of her legs. Oh, she squeaks like a dog toy too. We can’t really squeak her in the house or Norm comes running.