Distraught

"Where my bankie? Mommy, where my bankie?!"

The words I heard this morning coming from the laundry room. I walked in to see my son pawing at the dryer door. He was very concerned as to why his bedding and "bankie" were in the dryer.... Having a conversation about "boy germs" and dirt with a two year old just didn't seem to be appropriate here :) He was eventually distracted by going to get fuel with daddy.

It's the little things, always the little things....