Friends of ours are relocating to a different city and need to downgrade. So she tentatively asked me if I would mind taking her daughters soft toy collection for Buzz. She would give it to charity otherwise. But it would make her daughter happy if she knew her soft-buddies were with someone she knew. Me being me (all for good, free stuff) said ‘Yes ofcourse. So on came a basket full of soft toys.
Buzz has been buzzing around the bright-colored basket since but having never seen soft toys is staying away from them. So yesterday evening, I sat her down on my lap and started taking out each stuffed animal, playing with it and letting Buzz see what all the fuss is about.
Out came a bear with a long floppy hat. We laughed endlessly at the hat doing back and forth.
Then came a bear dressed for Christmas. The colors so bright..our eyes went wide.
Next came a rabbit. One ear bend. The other one standing straight. A lot of time spend trying to get the ear bend. Alas kuttey ke dum..err khargosh kaa kaan ??
Out came a camel. Stood up straight. What fun to make it fall down.
It was the dog’s turn next. It was laying down. So we pet it, all the while cooing to it.
What the kangaroo had to be the next. And how Maa made it bounce and every time it landed on Buzz’s stomach she cracked up.
The frog hand puppet was not to be left behind. So in went Maa’s hand and a gruff voice came out as the mouth moved. What fascinating stuff.
..similarly some more came out..which I don’t remember.. and then came out the dark brown, hairy, long limbed, long-tailed, Monkey. And Buzz screamed in terror. Came scrambling in to my lap. Would not look at the monkey till I put it away. And once he was in the basket, buried it with all the other animal friends.
I told D about what happened once he got home for the day. He tried the monkey on her..exact same reaction. We don’t like Monkeys apparently 😀 😀
The look on my friend’s daughter broke my heart. Her eyes brimming with tears as she handed over her toys. Just before they left, my friends asked her to pick one toy she wanted to take with her. She jumped in..grabbed one..looked up with pleading eyes..’Amma one more, please Amma’..Two heads (my friend and mine) nodded in yes. The little sweetheart picked another and the smile did not leave her face, neither did the grip on her toys loosened till they left. Aww honey..I am so sorry. But promise that Buzz will take good care of your friends.