Margaret is a big fan of bags, buckets, cups, watering cans – really anything that you can put something else into. Added bonus points if said thing has a handle that she can sling over her shoulder. In fact, when she says “bye-bye” (you know, if going to go across the room or around a corner or even just over there) she likes it best if there is some receptacle that she can sling on her back. It adds verisimilitude to an otherwise bald and unconvincing narrative, don’t you know.
Of course, with a bucket, you pretty much just have to carry it by the handle, particularly if it’s a very small bucket.
Another great love of her existence is, as has been mentioned in these virtual pages before, gumballs. She is also fond of sticks, leaves, and very small rocks.*
And this morning, she combined all these loves together.
She seemed very proud of herself.
Notice the Large Rock in the foreground.
She’s also very careful not to get overwhelmed with too much work. She’s very good at taking a step back and looking at the big picture.
*Actually, she likes large rocks too, and tries to pick them up every chance she gets. We don’t have pictures of this, because when she does try to pick them up, instead of taking pictures, I rush over to stop her, because if she dropped it it would break her little foot, and that would be sad.
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