Oscar and I went to IKEA tonight to look for a giant pillow (which we didn't find). But on our way out we stopped to play in the kids' section for a bit. When O.K. spotted this little black and white dog, he bee-lined right to it, scooped it up, and exclaimed, "Darcy Girl!" (Never mind that the dog is clearly intended to be a Dalmatian). He tucked Darcy Girl under his arm and that was that.
All the way home, Oscar talked about Darcy Girl. "She has a nose and a tail, like the real Darcy Girl," "Darcy Girl loves this music", "Darcy Girl is cozy", "Darcy Girl, see the lights?". The "new" Darcy Girl read stories with us tonight and is currently snuggled up with the kiddo, who is fast asleep.
Pretty nearly the best $8 I've ever spent.