Every morning, Maximilien and I get up and go to the kitchen, have breakfast and play on the floor. He has two shelves under the coffee machine where he keeps his treasures he loves to play with. Tupperware. Cups. Blocks. A wooden train. All things that entertain him endlessly. But his most prized treasure are my glasses. He takes them off and crawls around the kitchen with them in his mouth and when he's done he puts them with his treasures in the kitchen for me to find later.