Taryn's new friend

Last night Taryn was in the shower by herself just talking away. When Ryan opened the door to get her out she kept saying, "He needs to get out too." She had her hands cupped, very gently holding a miniature "him" of some sort. She handed him to me so Ryan could dry her off saying, "Be careful. He's scared you'll tip him over." I was very careful and returned him to her hands once she was dry. She brought him out to the living room to cook some food for him and told us that he was "regular" and didn't say much but listened to her.