Where in the world is Woody?

We had a little minor panic tonight when T and I realized we couldn't find his Woody toy. Even worse, I thought to myself: 'Hmm, I haven't seen him in a while. I sure hope we haven't left him somewhere and not noticed it'. He turned up under the wooden train tracks in their bin. He was clearly out of place, however, I think I may have put him there. Ooops. T had thought of him after he put his cowboy outfit on. This is them, reunited, and quite pleased about it.