Our deck has a hole in the boards near the back door. It looks like this:
Last summer, it became a favorite hiding spot for many of Max's toys. It currently houses a duplo, two toy cars, a paint brush, and various other odds and ends. Today, Lucian joined the game, adding to the collection one of his prized possessions. What he didn't realize, however, is this: once an item is thrown into the hole, it is irretrievable. Gone for good. Buh-bye.
And what exactly was his donation to the abyss?
That's right, his bottle. He saw the hole and the urge was too strong to resist. When I came outside to put dinner on the table, he was crouched over the hole, staring in and crying. Didn't think that one through, huh dear?
Hoping that he would learn a quick and easy lesson from this event, I didn't replace his bottle right away. I gave him more milk in a sippy cup, which is a far distant second place option for milk consumption. He took a few sips, unhappily. Then he walked directly over to the hole, poised himself above it, and attempted to chuck the sippy cup down into no-man's land. I caught it just in time.
Lesson learned? Maybe.
Unwanted object disposal discovered? Definitely.
I imagine soon we'll start wondering where all the diapers are disappearing to.
**In other news: Recently a post that I wrote about our visit from Maureen and Liam was deleted from Blogger during some technical difficulties. They restored most of the posts that were removed, but it appears mine was lost for good. I'm in the process of rewriting it, and I'll try to get it reposted soon.**
Last summer, it became a favorite hiding spot for many of Max's toys. It currently houses a duplo, two toy cars, a paint brush, and various other odds and ends. Today, Lucian joined the game, adding to the collection one of his prized possessions. What he didn't realize, however, is this: once an item is thrown into the hole, it is irretrievable. Gone for good. Buh-bye.
And what exactly was his donation to the abyss?
That's right, his bottle. He saw the hole and the urge was too strong to resist. When I came outside to put dinner on the table, he was crouched over the hole, staring in and crying. Didn't think that one through, huh dear?
Hoping that he would learn a quick and easy lesson from this event, I didn't replace his bottle right away. I gave him more milk in a sippy cup, which is a far distant second place option for milk consumption. He took a few sips, unhappily. Then he walked directly over to the hole, poised himself above it, and attempted to chuck the sippy cup down into no-man's land. I caught it just in time.
Lesson learned? Maybe.
Unwanted object disposal discovered? Definitely.
I imagine soon we'll start wondering where all the diapers are disappearing to.
**In other news: Recently a post that I wrote about our visit from Maureen and Liam was deleted from Blogger during some technical difficulties. They restored most of the posts that were removed, but it appears mine was lost for good. I'm in the process of rewriting it, and I'll try to get it reposted soon.**
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