I found Buzz on the floor in the middle of our bedroom after the kids were asleep for the night. I had this overwhelming desire to go wake the boys up and give them a snuggle. It was so endearing to see Buzz, laying there, so loved that he was brought upstairs and included in the bedtime rituals. He was like this little plastic representation of love.
I hope I still feel this way some nights when I'm cleaning up the toys strewn all over the house.