Today Wee Laddie and I hung out in 'his' room (not that he sleeps there yet) while I unpacked some stuff. Wee Laddie was so cute…he was totally excited about each toy. I’d put one in the toy box, he’d spot it and pull it out to play with. He napped on top of his Elmo phone and plastic keys. He even woke briefly once to find that the keys had slipped out from under him… he tucked them in again and went back to sleep.
I seem to have a problem with overusing the word 'thingy,' as evidenced by my son, who now uses it (pronounced 'feeney') in nearly every sentence he utters.