You’d think these two don’t have any toys.
An old laundry hamper (that was pulled out to pitch) has provided hours of entertainment. I’ve since tried throwing it away a few times, but when I do Oscar declares that the sky is, in fact, falling.
It has even been a bucket in our own version of Bozo the Clown’s Grand Prize Game.
Evelyn has a walker. Two actually. However, she often cruises right by them, pushing anything and everything else.
If only I can teach her to fold the laundry and put it all away.
Never mind the fact that he has a basketball goal hanging on his closet door, as well as a Fisher Price one outside. He plays with the one in his room when Evelyn is asleep, but if she’s awake and in her room he sets this up to be in the same room as her.
Good job, resourceful ones. Maybe I should be like the mom that took all her kids’ toys away (shot version and long version). Just kidding…but we have purged a lot lately to getting ready for human #5’s arrival (causing one “treasure loving” kid to declare that everyone forgets about him). Don’t worry, Oscar, we won’t get rid of all of your toys, just promise you’ll always be as creative and content with the little things.