The Jar

Kimmie has a new toy, a small plastic jar.

Dad washed the jar and placed it on the kitchen island. He had plans to use it for something, but Kimmie found it and claimed it instead.

She picked it up, took the lid off, examined it, put the lid back on and placed it back on the counter. But a few minutes later she went back, picked it up and carried it to the table where she sat down, took the lid off and started carefully stuffing her shoe strings into the jar. After the strings are all inside she puts the lid back on and looks at all the pretty colors inside the jar. After a while she takes the lid off and shakes out the shoe strings.

When we go out, she used to wad up all the shoe strings and carry them in her little fist. Now she carries the shoe strings in her little jar.

Sometimes she gets frustrated when the shoe strings pop out and won't stay in as she is filling it, but for the most part it is a new entertainment for her, carefully, inch by inch, pushing the shoe string in the jar.

--Mom