Noey has a small skull about the size of a walnut. It came off of some creepy Halloween necklace my mom bought him. He’s obessessed with it. He takes it everywhere, shoves it into his pocket or keeps it gripped in his hand like it’s a piece of antiquity. If he miplaces it, he gets this desperate look on his face, the look I would have if I lost my wedding ring . The other night he half woke up crying asking for his skull. I love how kids become obsessed with random objects. A few weeks ago it was little tiny toy shark. I guess adults do the same thing, but usually the objects are a little less unique, unlike the walnut sized plastic skull.