I am a plush toy giraffe, perched on the edge of the child's bed. I observe as the little one brushes her teeth, puts on cozy pajamas, and picks up her favorite bedtime storybook. Her mother enters the room, kisses her on the forehead, and starts to read aloud. As her eyelids grow heavy, she snuggles closer to me, holding me tight until sleep claims her.
Imagine you are an anthropomorphic object in a child's bedroom, witnessing the child's bedtime routine. What object are you and what do you perceive during the routine?