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.)
