Actually just organizing and twisting Mark's arm to let me donate some books to the 'brary (duplicates, Harry Potter, random novels, etc. He likes to hang on to all of it). As I was sorting through things, I found some items of interest.
Starting with the saddest, I came upon a dust-covered crinkle ball, Theo's favorite. They stopped selling these and replaced them with larger ones, but he didn't care for those. My guess is these were choking hazards? Every few months we'd unearth one from under the fridge or behind a bookshelf and Theo would have
hours minutes of fun!