In our playroom there is an ice bucket. It's too leaky to use for its intended purpose, but makes a great receptacle for the various kids balls we've accumulated.
Clara, being the girly-girl that she is, has little to no interest in playing with these balls. Her main entertainment comes from dumping the out (they roll under couches and behind play bins), and dragging the bucket around to sit in.
Last night we watched a movie with some friends. Clara cracked us all up by moving her bucket right in front of the TV and reclining there for the duration of her movie-watching attention span.
Now, this evening, as I cleaned up dinner, she bustled and banged around to get her bucket into the dining room, select a book, and situate herself in her bucket to read it. I had to laugh... and take a picture or two. She's so funny! And so serious about seeing her mission through to its completion!
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