In the last “Play of the Day” I expressed my fear Kelly would eventually be eaten by her stuffed animals. It has happened. Auntie Amanda bought her janimals, and she refuses to take it off (I wash it secretly while she is at school, because every day, by 4 pm, this old lady is in her “housecoat”). But, as can happen with addictions, the stuffed animal pajamas have finally eaten her. Kelly has turned into a stuffed animal. Dreams do come true.