Gamenent Dote

Ever since he was a nursing baby, Parker, in his little eccentric way, has been completely attached to some of my unmentionables that he likes to call "gamenent dote." (You may be able to guess what he's trying to pronounce. Say it to yourself a few times to get a better idea.) He sleeps with them every night, a big bundle of them, and if he sees one during the day, he gets a little look on his face like he's found a long lost friend. He handles them very gently, but his favorite thing is when they're cold. Yes, cold.
Today I washed the bundle of gamenent dotes, and as they came out of the dryer, I gave them to Parker to hug. A little while later, this is what I found:

He had put them in the fridge. Like I said, he likes them cold. Please refer back to this post to have a little peek into my anxieties about my next child. Are yours this crazy?

PS, Parker is topless because he still insists on running around being Tarzan. He even sports a little Tarzan tattoo on his left arm. It's a good thing he's so cute or I'd really start to wonder about him.