Looking back through pictures of my now 5 year old, many of them involve Elmo.  I don’t even know how she knew who he was, she was in daycare since she was 6 weeks old and our hours never matched up with watching Sesame Street.  But instead of saying Mama, she began to say Elmo, and for the next 5 years, her room became a shrine to this furry red monster. She became so obsessed, when she outgrew Elmo pj’s I had to cut the arms off so she could still wear them in a motorcycle rider type fashion.  So when we were invited to Sesame Place Opening Day this year, I expected her to tell me she outgrew Elmo.  But she didn’t.  So we are on our way.  Watch for our follow up post, with pictures tomorrow:)