Ben loves his toys. Really he does. But you can see from these pictures to our friends' house in DC that it really takes very little to entertain children. Darcy and Ben tossed balls through this cat door for a very long time. It would have been longer if only one of them could have reached the ball after it dropped down a few steps. Instead they just looked through the hole at the balls they had lost and then looked at us, to them just the "long-arms who also give us snacks", and said "Ball. In there." It's as if they wanted us to get the ball out of the hole so they could do it again. Now that I think about it - maybe the cat door wasn't the game. Maybe WE were the game.
I've been played.
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