Because some days, you wake up and just decide to sew a 6-foot-long terrycloth snake for your kid. It must be the sleep deprivation.

This thing was an unholy pain in the butt to stuff. At one point I seriously considered hooking this sucker up to the sausage-stuffing attachment on my KitchenAid, but ended up proceeding instead with the blunt end of my largest knitting needle and a lot of tedious poking. I managed to get it all sewn up and finished before lunchtime, and Griff has been enjoying gnawing on it, as well as using it as a pillow.

(Those white measuring cups in the second photo are his favorite toy ever. Go figure.)