We've been sick this week, and right now I'm the one hit the hardest. So in an effort to get the healthier and therefore active-er set off my lap, I raided the closets for some distractions and found the dominoes. This is a set of double-fifteens and hadn't been opened, so between opening the packages and playing with the actual dominoes I got a good 15 minutes of solitude. Loud solitude, but beggars can't be choosers.
After naptime (lovely, blissful, all-three-of-us-sleeping naptime), Z discovered the dom-did-ohs again and was playing with them while I was on the computer. We were all absorbed in our individual undertakings, so when Z climbed up next to me saying, "need to put them back ON" I didn't quite know what he was talking about. "They came off, need to put them BACK!" he says, finally showing me what he was referring to: the double-zero domino.