Yeah, so, the Spawn has been carrying around a rubber duck for three days.
He’s been sleeping with it. He’s been eating with it. He’s bathing with it (duh). He took it to the nanny share this morning. When she asked him if she could hold it, he handed it to her and then he immediately took it right back and held it to his chest. I think it’s the first toy that he really, really loves. I think he would be upset if something happened to it, which means I need to go to the store and buy a backup rubber duck immediately.