My own room

Now that my parents finally moved out of that tiny apartment, I don't have to sleep in the dining room anymore. Here's a photo of my very own room!




Now we have room to keep my books and toys where they belong, instead of in the refrigerator like we used to.




Nobody likes refrigerated toys.




Hooray for room-temperature toys!




That is Charles Darwin back there, next to the blue-footed booby. Makes a lot of sense, if you think about it.




Charles! Look at my room-temperature toy!




Auntie Kim made me this blanket.




I just need to check my references to confirm that Z is, in fact, for Zebra.