Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who was waiting to read this… I promise I will finish it this summer. I've got it all outlined now. You may notice a slight change in my writing, compliments of the two year holiday I took. But I think you'll prefer it. So please, do enjoy and do let me know what you think. Thanks a ton!

Andy, as became customary, had lined up his toys along the base of his bed, checking frequently that none of us disappeared below it. Just as he began interviewing Rex about which toy he wanted to eat, Mom came in. Mildly polite, Andy returned Rex to the line and stood to meet her.

"Andy," she said, reaching for one of his hands, "I wanted to tell you that you're going to have a baby sister soon."

I glanced down the row for Bo Peep. I caught her eyes and grinned.

I genuinely was excited for her. Andy seemed interested too, unable to speak for a moment.

"Where will she sleep at?"

"That's the thing, honey… we need you to be a good big brother and share your room with her until we can find a big house to move into."

"A new sister and a new house?" The only thing that could possibly widen his smile was a new toy. Those would come in time.

"When can I see her?"

"She isn't here yet, Andy."

"When's her birthday?"

"We don't know yet."

"I have a present for her though."

"Really?" Mom enjoyed playing along.

"Yes, I really do. Here!" Andy made a dash for Bo, holding her staff in place.

"What's she doing in here?"

"She was in a box in the closet."

"Oh…" Mom seemed partially convinced, but eventually relaxed, "I thought we gave her away a long time ago… well, that's very nice of you, Andy."

"Thanks, Mom. I love you." Carefully, they hugged.

"You can help us decorate then, with the doll, right?"

"Yes!"

Mom leaned to kiss her son's cheek, then left us alone in silence.

"Who wants to help us decorate?" Andy posed the question and made all of us take turns nodding.

"I would." Andy chose a muffled voice for Slinky, adding a bark at the end for effect.

"So we need to help little Bo Peep be a decoration."

"I'm so happy!" Bo's staff fell from her grip, but was promptly replaced.

"What if I can't see you after that?" I tipped my hat. Andy resisted using my pull-string. A rare occurrence.

"I can wave to you across the room." Andy laughed as he waved Bo before me. Our hands met. As usual, hers was cold. We waited to smile until Andy turned away…

"You ready for bed, Andy?" Dad's voice bounced in from the hallway.

Andy set us down before calling back.

"Make sure your toys are put away, sweetie." Mom added, "When your sister is here the room needs to be perfectly clean every night."

Andy was thrilled to oblige.

Other than Bo and I, everyone was set in their correct space. We were left in the corner near the floor-lamp. The glow perfected her skin-tone and made each minor scuff she'd collected evaporate.

"Lucky you, huh?" I asked, reaching around her waist. Andy had burrowed under his covers, ignoring the lamp and immediately falling asleep.

"Seems so. I just…"

"What?"

"It's another baby… I don't want to get broken, Woody."

"You know I won't let that happen. And Mom kept us on a shelf forever until Andy was 'ready', remember?"

"You're right."

"And hey, we can look out for her. She's a part of the family."

Bo giggled at me and fastened her hands over mine.

I noticed Slinky's shiny eyes looking at us. I didn't mean to glare back, but I apparently did. He folded his tail and turned his entire body away, with some difficulty, considering the width of the shelf.

"Sorry, Slink." I whispered. Andy twitched under the covers.

His tail wagged.

Mom returned to the room several weeks later, carrying a massive, powdery bag. From it came two boxes with pink pinstripes. Andy watched with wide, critical eyes.

"These are for your sister's side of the room. Can you open them very carefully?"

Bo and I, once again, were seated near the lamp. This time, Slinky made a fence around us. Hamm was glaring from the other side of the room. Mom had interrupted a battle.

Andy took the boxes and exceeded Mom's expectations; not even a noise emerged from the boxes as he tipped them and opened them. She thought at least something would break or chip. On accident.

We watched as a new lamp emerged from the box. It was painted to be a grassy hill, with a simple fence crossing the front. There were flowers that looked an awful lot like the ones on Bo's apron…

"I have a lamp too, Mom." Andy informed the company, replacing the empty box in the bag.

"Oh but sweetie, this is a special lamp. Daddy and I found it at a little store. It matches the doll you have for your sister. Where is she?"

"My sister?" He pointed, hesitantly, to his mother's middle. She smiled at this.

"No, the doll, Andy. Where is she? I want to show you…"

Andy sprawled to reach Bo, tipping Slinky over in the process. She was passed to Mom as Andy set to work on the remaining box.

Bo's feet fit perfectly into a small indent on one side of the lamp. Her staff rested on a flower.

Andy handed her the contents of the second box; three conjoined sheep, their wool looking passably like the clouds on the wall. The room would match nicely, I decided.

Mom pressed the sheep into a similar indent on the other side of the lamp.

When the attention had finally drifted toward reassembling Andy's old crib (which Dad lugged in) Bo inspected her surroundings. She clicked her tongue at the sheep and they bayed happily.

Assuming this noise came from the old, now useless lamp, Andy crawled over near me to flick it off.

He picked Slinky back up and pressed us together in a hug.

"This'll be fun, guys."