This morning Monkey realized that Eggy was missing! Oh, no! He looked in the basket where all the empty plastic eggs are and came running to me empty handed, “Eggy?” I looked under the couch, always the most likely hiding spot when something has gone missing, and found 1/2 of Eggy. Monkey grabbed it from my hand and ran off. I was on my own to find the other 1/2, apparently. Just as I was checking one of his toy bins Monkey strolled into the room with an intact Eggy. Oh.
At some point, Monkey set Eggy down. After we finished breakfast I heard, “Eggy, are you? Are you?” clear as day. I suggested that Eggy might be in his bedroom and Monkey took off running. When I got there he was looking around saying “Eggy, oh no!” I guessed that Eggy was on the bed somewhere, the second most likely hiding spot when something has gone missing, so I pulled back the covers to reveal…”Eggy! Eggy!” Monkey took a moment from the tender reunion to tell me “Welcome!” Uh, almost.
Who would have ever thought that a cheap, blue plastic egg could make someone’s face light up like a Christmas tree? I guess it sure is a good thing we’ve never bothered buying him actual toys *insert eye roll*