Where it earns its spot
Any time they're tired and you're not there yet. Tap a moment.
Four hours, two snack stops, one song on repeat. Give them somewhere soft to land and the car gets quieter.
They've been running all day. They climb in, buckle up and sink in before you're out of the parking lot.
It doesn't retire when you park. Movie night, reading on the floor, and the sleepover everyone fights over it at.
Bigger than they are, soft all over, and in their color. It's the one they drag out of the wrapping and keep.