The bear toss game--Grandson Elijah and I take turns tossing little stuffed bears into a basket. He hasn’t wanted to play that in a long time until today. I thought he’d outgrown all the “baby” toys in the toy box upstairs, but lately he’s enjoyed getting back into that stuff like building things with the giant Legos blocks. Maybe he’s just feeling a little nostalgic for the old days or maybe the thrill of the video games has worn off. Finally. (That blue bear landed right inside the basket. He hasn’t lost his touch.)
"All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt."— Susan Sontag
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Day Two Hundred Sixty Three 2011
The bear toss game--Grandson Elijah and I take turns tossing little stuffed bears into a basket. He hasn’t wanted to play that in a long time until today. I thought he’d outgrown all the “baby” toys in the toy box upstairs, but lately he’s enjoyed getting back into that stuff like building things with the giant Legos blocks. Maybe he’s just feeling a little nostalgic for the old days or maybe the thrill of the video games has worn off. Finally. (That blue bear landed right inside the basket. He hasn’t lost his touch.)
I'm sure being in kindergarten has made him long for the old days, just playing at Granny's, eating bomb pops & watching Scooby Doo! :)
ReplyDeleteVideo games do get old. Maybe they should get him into basketball next :o)
ReplyDeleteMore fun than a kid should be allowed to have. Sometimes the simple things are the best :0)
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