Upon arriving home after running some errands this afternoon, I plopped Guthrie down in front of his toy basket to run into another room quickly. When I got back, the situation had changed and looked like this:
Guthrie's never had full reign over his toys (for no particular reason, just had never thought about it) and was in his glory. In a matter of 2 minutes, or less, he had dumped over the basket and started sorting through all the goodies available to him.
Much to my surprise, he was playing with this sturdy little vase I had made as a demo for one of my clay classes. Guthrie likes to grab it, pull it to his mouth and shout in it. It answers with quite a nice little echo.
Guthrie's never had full reign over his toys (for no particular reason, just had never thought about it) and was in his glory. In a matter of 2 minutes, or less, he had dumped over the basket and started sorting through all the goodies available to him. 
Much to my surprise, he was playing with this sturdy little vase I had made as a demo for one of my clay classes. Guthrie likes to grab it, pull it to his mouth and shout in it. It answers with quite a nice little echo. 
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cute!
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