This morning we were Jacob and Lilah's house for a playdate. Gwen was happily playing with a doll when all of a sudden she came running over to me and said: "What happened to baby's hand, Mommy?". I immediately noticed that the dog must have eaten the doll's one fist. As i was trying to come up with a reply, Gwen started looking like she was going to cry as she moved her eyes back and forth between the doll's one arm/hand and the amputated side. She was genuinely concerned and all I could do was laugh because she was SO DARN CUTE.