Jessie, Woody and Buzz: Mae's 3 favorite words

Our little girl has, over the past several months, come down with a serious case of Toy Story mania. She watches the first two films over and over (and yes, we're bad, busy parents who often use Pixar as a way to keep her entertained and happy while we do homework or clean the house), and has now seen the 3rd twice. We went, while still in Utah, on the opening day, and she was ecstatic beyond belief, and had to wear her Jessie hat to the event.

Here she is at Jordan Commons, Mama and Papa's favorite theater, and the site of countless dates on their part.

And here she is on a typical afternoon at home:

Each time is like the first time. "Oh no!" she cries when a character is in jeopardy, "my Buzz!"

It was so hot the other day in Corvallis, that I took her to see Toy Story 3 again just so we could cool our skins for 2 hours in an air-conditioned theater. It was worth every penny - plus, I'm pretty sure she'd forgotten all about the movie, because every single scene was cause for ebullience, laughter, fright, and joy. She was even so nice as to wipe the tears off my cheeks for me at the end.