No, not the ball that's stuck in a cup-thingy... no, it's the stick. I guess my boy is just simple like that.
He crawls around with the stick in one hand, banging it at the floor,and trying to reach other things with it.
Oh yeah, he loves it all right. Sometimes I try to convince him that the stick is more fun when use as it is intended to..
well, almost like it's intended to.. the clown's face is missing, it has probably been used as a golf ball by Adam and his stick.. or golf club and is now living a quiet, maybe happier life underneath the couch.
Adam thinks I'm silly, stacking the rings on his favorite toy, and he almost fights me to get his stick back.
hmm... looking at this picture of the clown makes me realize that I haven't seen that red "collar" in a while either. I guess it's not that important... as long as the stick is here.Have a nice evening out there...
love Nathalie
whose son just pulled himself up the coffee table for the first time... oh dear.. time to clear the table.

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