The Story of the Weeping Camel: A documentary about a mongolian family and their camels, particularly one that rejects its calf. Otherwise known as the most interesting movie that Ava has ever seen.

"Mom-this happened a long time ago, right?"

"Nope! It was filmed after you were born."

Nothing could have been more fascinating to her than to see regular family dynamics (crying toddler, bath time for the 4-year-old, dinner, playing) in the most foreign setting imaginable. A yurt. In the Gobi desert. Clothes, food, activities, decor (for lack of a better word, and their yurt was pretty cool inside anyway), routines--all were amazingly different. Not to mention the camels. I never knew so much about camels. Ava is now a camel expert.

I had no idea if it would prove to be interesting when I popped it in, but neither of use could peel ourselves away from it. Carter also enjoyed it, particularly the baby camels (did you know their humps are floppy when born?).

And, in keeping with the toddler difficulty with the hard "c" -- most often replaced with a "t," Carter now runs around the house and yells "Tamel movie!!!" "Watch tamel movie!" "Baby tamels!!!!"

The name fascination continues. "Mama? This? Name?" but I think I have forgotton to mention the "nice" line of questioning..."Mama? Him? Man? (yes) Name? (I don't know) Him? Nice? Nice. Man?" "Mama? This? Nice?" and then their is safe: "Mama? This? Safe?" But i finally got him to ask a the checkout man at Noris, the health-food store, what his name was. It was barely audible, no more than a whisper, but he did it. He looked at the man and said "Please? Name?"

But the best part is he always repeats the name of an item after I furnish it. So, "mama? this? name?" is always followed by something like "matterhorn. hmmmmmm. nice? nice mountain? yes? yes. nice. like. matterhorn. big! big mountain. name? matterhorn. matterhorn. hmmmmm. nice big mountain! like!!"