my 22-month old daughter, Summer, loves to come in my office scanning my desk top and bookcases for "ships", as she calls them . Even when she can't find any, she knows my favorite places to hide them, and she'll point her pudgey little finger at a bowl on top of the bookcase and shout "ships! ships!" until I take them down and let her play with them on the floor.

It really warms my heart to see her enjoy them, and I hope she grows up to cherish them as much as I do.