A Boy and his Puppies
So earlier yesterday morning Tony and I were playing with this small one ounce can of blue Play-Doh and I ended up sculpting him two puppies. He carried those two figures everywhere and put them on his train and loaded them into the back of his toy truck. Then he asks me to make them a food, so I sculpted him a little bowl for his puppies. Then he asks for a water bowl and I made that.
He would not put those things down. Pedro's sister arrives and he asks her to fill the water bowl with water and she does. He plays with them all afternoon and we head back upstairs and he makes me carry the puppies so he can carry the dishes up the stairs. He continues playing with them and plays his version of hide and seek with them.
Then he puts them down for a nap in his bookshelf and goes to watch his show. About this time Pedro comes home from work. Tony once more starts playing with the puppies he's been bonding with the whole day. Pedro takes Tony to use the restroom and I guess Tony took the puppies with him. Somehow they end up in the toilet and Pedro ends up flushing them down the drain.
Tony was so devestated that he started crying. I managed to get him to calm down and Pedro was wondering what the big idea was. I start explaining to Pedro how Tony had taken care of there puppies all day. And how Tony made me make things for them like an ice cream cone and bowls and a ball. For an almost three year old, that was dedication.
Tony was so heartbroken that everytime he looked towards the bathroom or he saw a dog on television he would just burst into tears and cry, 'Puppy...'
I guess Pedro felt so bad about it that he took Tony to Wal-mart and bought him more Play-Doh and a Thomas the Train dvd.
P.S. The whole puppy process started over again.
He would not put those things down. Pedro's sister arrives and he asks her to fill the water bowl with water and she does. He plays with them all afternoon and we head back upstairs and he makes me carry the puppies so he can carry the dishes up the stairs. He continues playing with them and plays his version of hide and seek with them.
Then he puts them down for a nap in his bookshelf and goes to watch his show. About this time Pedro comes home from work. Tony once more starts playing with the puppies he's been bonding with the whole day. Pedro takes Tony to use the restroom and I guess Tony took the puppies with him. Somehow they end up in the toilet and Pedro ends up flushing them down the drain.
Tony was so devestated that he started crying. I managed to get him to calm down and Pedro was wondering what the big idea was. I start explaining to Pedro how Tony had taken care of there puppies all day. And how Tony made me make things for them like an ice cream cone and bowls and a ball. For an almost three year old, that was dedication.
Tony was so heartbroken that everytime he looked towards the bathroom or he saw a dog on television he would just burst into tears and cry, 'Puppy...'
I guess Pedro felt so bad about it that he took Tony to Wal-mart and bought him more Play-Doh and a Thomas the Train dvd.
P.S. The whole puppy process started over again.