" I know where to find my "a-bu""

I was reading to Ethan on the bed. Just after some 15mins or so, Ethan was begining to lose concentration. He suddenly remembered his "a-bu" (nappy that is). He flipped the pillows and quilt, just to check if I hid it underneath. Seeing that it was nowhere to be found, he crawled over to his own bed and waved good bye to me, while saying " bye-bye".

Within a span of 5 seconds, he was out of the bedroom, standing next to his changing table. There he was, pulling out his "a-bu" from the rack and happily smelling it!. He found his treasure and nothing could take his addiction away from his "a-bu", at least for the time being! (I wasn't quick enough to snap a picture of him holding his "a-bu" with a contented smile on his face. What a pity!)