George has his favourite toy, a lime coloured ball. We’ve tried various colours, but lime is his favourite. It’s supposed to have a rope on it, but they last only mini seconds. Throw, chase, bounce, catch, re-catch, strut with success, lie down and chew, drop it to the ground, repeat!
Meanwhile, Rosie just looks on with a disinterested disdain,
“Moi? Run and catch? Behave, let the young boy do what he wants, he’ll learn”!
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