Owen loves cars right now: he loves to line them up in long traffic jams all over our first floor, he likes to drive them off the coffee table so that they fall and dent the floor below, sigh, and he likes to drive them over the back and arms of our couches. Unfortunately, Plum also likes to use the backs of our couches, but as a prime lounging spot, not as a busy road.
So you can imagine what happens. Owen starts driving his vehicles on Plum, and soon Plum becomes part of the road and finds matchbox cars and buses traversing his torso. Or even worse, he becomes the subject of an anatomy lesson as Owen points to his eyes, nose, ears, mouth, whiskers, paws, etc.
Plum finds toddler Owen rather alarming, and, sad for Plum, I think it will probably get worse before it gets better.
Plum thinking, there are no words to describe this situation....
at least none fit for a blog.