One who observes and thinks about what has been seen, what has passed by my way, what greater meaning lies behind and beneath life's small events.
I think he was out playing and dropped his toy over the edge. The result - not a happy camper!
No, not happy at all. The parents had warned him about this action before, and he did not listen to them. Poor kids.
I see a dog, Wow a toy. here doggie doggie doggie. Oh no, dropped my toy, the doggie ate it. Wah wah
This little guy has two dogs, that he loves dearly. He does not share his toys with them anymore. But when he was younger? He was fascinated with the process, esp. when his mummy took them away from the dogs.
DEar Susan, I'd write the 3, 1, 2, 5, 4 scenario. Child on balcony, sees toy, picks it up, pushes it of the balcony, cries. But maybe a better story would be to start with 4 and then do backstory. Or to have 4 be the start of the series and have him crying and then being on the balcony to cheer up and then discovering a favorite toy and dropping it into space. I wonder if wonder or distress filled his eyes as he watched it drop. Peace.
Back story! What a great idea! I did not think of that!No distress with this guy, just interest in the dropping process.
I am gonna go with 4, 3, 5, 1, 2? But with toddlers we should always think non-linearly I suppose :)
a interesting order of numbers. Toddlers are easily distracted and tend to move from one thing to another.
Yes they do don't they! It's fascinating to observe them.
3,1,2,5,4.Too cool, too cruel world.
Action equals reaction. I do not know if he did this again. Will have to ask his mummy.
3,1,2,5,4 - I did not look at the other comments before I typed that, but ee that Dee got the same thing. Pobrecito!
Yes, the poor little guy was predictable in his thinking. He had been told that IF he did this, he would have to go inside. His father on the balcony with the camera did not say a word.
Poor guy lost his toy
Oh well. It wasn't his favorite.
I like all the stories.
So many possibilities...
Life is a circle. When we are very young, we become sad and frustrated when we lose our toys. Move ahead 60 years, and we are right back in the same boat.
You got me there. Usually it is my glasses that I must find. Great answer.
I showed my 12 year old the pictures. He said start w/ 4. "I wanna go outside." Mommy puts hat on him. He goes out to balcony, sees toy, picks it up, plays, drops it." Then my son changed and thought no, the crying was a result of dropping it. Either way, a sad story.
Loss is always a difficulty for a toddler to accept.
2,1,3,5,4 and some nice grown-up retrieved the toy.
He was lucky this time.
I thought along the same lines as Dee, and also hoped someone went down and picked up the toy.
I think a neighbor picked it up for the parents. And I think a little blue bear went over the railing in the future.
Aww, the hard lessons are the worst (but they're easier to stick). Little sweet face!!
It was rough but you are correct. And that face?? Cannot wait to give him some grandma/grammy kisses!
Go ahead...it won' t hurt...I'd love to hear what you think!