Did you happen to fly out to San Diego and put a starfish on my pillow?

We went upstairs the other day, and found this little guy on my pillow.

Look on the train pillow. See it?

I’m creeped out.

Anyone else?

Justin is convinced it fell off of a shelf that I somehow knocked into–without remembering.

A shelf that is built-in and out of reach.

I’m not convinced.

I think someone broke in just to put this on my pillow and scare me.

Any other ideas?

P.S. Yes, that is a kiddie train pillow case. It was Justin’s growing up and I use it now. I’m dang proud of it too :).