Toys

I slept in Gabriel's bed last night after he cried for me at around midnight. This is not a habit we make, but he was running a fever and wanted me to stay. When he was ALL BETTER this morning at 6:15 am, I convinced him to come with me to my bed where he could enjoy the babysitting prowess of pre-recorded television while I nodded off for a bit longer. (Thank you, DVR!) 

He asked if he could bring a few toys with him, and I agreed. He brought his goes-everywhere monkey and the small things in the picture. That rectangular thing...not even from one of his toys...we took it out of the smoke detector. 

I can't explain.