They are mermaid sisters, and I explained to the girls that mermaid sisters always look out for one another. They speak nicely to each other, and help and share. I hope their lovely mermaid manners will rub off on my two little women, who go out of their way to aggravate each other.
These ridiculous dolls have quickly taken up residence in our home and my girls' hearts, and are now required sleep-aids, along with the beloved blankies. Violet told me yesterday, "Mommy, do you know why I don't play with my other Christmas toys? Because the mermaid that you made for me is my very favourite".
I swear, I haven't pressured them in any way to play with them. They sit at the dinner table with us, and we have to act bewildered as first a fishy tail, then a girl's blue eyes peep up over the edge of the table. Then we act amazed at the "magical-mythical-mermaids!" that appear to our astonishment. This has replaced the barrage of knock-knock-jokes-that-make-no-sense that is our usual dinnertime entertainment.
The hours of picky knitting and even pickier making-up of these mermaids were worth it. Like giving birth, I'd do it all again...but only for these two sisters.