I can still remember the day Harper and I were sitting in the living room and he happened to see me in his mirror while he was gnawing on it. He just kind of got real still and looked for the longest time before he went back to the business of chewing his mirror. And then, a few moments later, he turned that mirror just so and found his own little eyes staring back at him. I wonder what he must have thought seeing those eyes looking at him!?