For my birthday, Amanda made me this doll, which you are supposed to use to take out your aggression while hitting things with it and swearing. To keep this blog free of profanity, but I figure you can guess what the D* stands for. It even came with a little poem. It's supposed to be a librarian doll - can you tell from the glasses and sweater? I must say, Amanda is an amazing stuffer, as it is exceptionally free of lumps. I can never get anything I stuff to be so smooth.