Coco has a hook in the ceiling above her bed. I’ve never hung anything from it before. I don’t even think I’m the one who drilled it into the ceiling. I admit it: I’ve never really been one for mobiles. Not even when the girls were babies. The ones that appealed to me were not the ones that were “appropriate” for little ones. And by that, I mean they weren’t primary colored and sure to send them on the fast track to Harvard.

But I am tempted to hang the Lady & Gentleman above my little girl’s bed. I am so completely smitten with this charming couple. How could you not be?

And then there will be the Galloping Garland for me. Somewhere in this house, and in the soul of the little girl in me who fell in love with Dusty Baron all those years ago, this stampede will find a happy home.