The forearm has fallen off DD's favourite baby and can't be repaired. I said it didn't matter and she was now like that lady on CBeebies (don't want that to sound like I was being flippant, but was trying to put a positive slant on the situation). It took ages for her to work out who I meant (I'm no good with names) and I had to describe her in many more ways. Eventually she realised who I meant but she was stunned to be told about Kerry's arm as she had never noticed it. It led to lots of positive discussion but it did remind me of all those poisonous people who couldn't see past Kerry's 'disability' when she was employed, yet my (dare I say it) fairly bright 4 year old had never even noticed.
Aren't children great? 