Last night Caitlin was crying anytime we tried to put her down. At first I thought she was being clingy, but then I caught on. The Irishman picked up a little Santa toy for her on his way home. She had Santa in one hand and the top to her teapot in the other. The problem was that she couldn't figure out how to crawl or stand without letting go of one or both of her toys. She eventually fell asleep holding them. Such a character!
(and yes, the Irishman was thrilled it was his Santa toy)