Fill 'er up

The other morning, the kids woke up earlier than normal. Groaning in my bed, I realized that neither of them were crying or asking for anything. They were simply entertaining each other and laughing (such sweet sounds). I could hear Lucy say, "here Owen....here's a bear. And here's a book. And here's a giraffe, etc." So I let them be and jumped in the shower.
When I walked in their room a while later, I found every toy, shoe, and book we own, sitting in Owen's crib:
Along with Owen:
It felt like a Where's Waldo book and definitely made me laugh. Whatever keeps them happy! (and buys me 30 minutes of freedom).