At dinner tonight with congregants, Connor goes into my purse to amuse himself and is obviously frustrated.
He pulls out a NFTY bencher (mini-prayerbook).
Ugh, he tosses it aside.
He pulls out a solid metal temple nametag.
Ugh again. It too is tossed haphazardly to the floor.
Finally, success! A red Hot Wheels car.
Happy toddler.
I nominate you Mother of the Year! And Connor's vote is only the beginning of a landslide!!!!
ReplyDeleteThe bottomless purse filled with treasures!!!! Smart Mom!
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