While on vacation, we visited a museum. As a little incentive and to make it fun for kids, they had a treasure hunt with a prize offered at the end of your tour. Bella decided to do the treasure hunt.
They had a local artist visiting. He was painting and talking to people. RT and I talked with him a bit while Bella tried to find answers for her treasure hunt. We caught up with her and made our way through the rest of the museum, filling in answers as we went along.
When we finished the tour, Bella turned in her form and was able to choose from a basket of prizes. There wasn't much of a selection, and she decided on a bouncy ball. She carried it as we went into a couple of different stores. As we were heading to the car, she decides to bounce it on the sidewalk. RT asks for it and he bounces it once, misses it and it goes toward a parked car, rolls under it, then back and rolls down the sewer.
We are saying, "Oh, it went into the sewer!" People walking by are all worried.
"What went into the sewer?"
I said, "Her ball fell down there. She just got it."
I didn't want to say, "The free bouncy ball she got that her father carelessly bounced, didn't catch and it landed in the sewer."
Luckily it was only a bouncy ball. I'm sure we have millions more around the house.
I guess it's one of those life lessons that make you tougher.
Sometimes you put a lot of work into something and it just bounces away from you.
When you put a lot of time and effort into something, you should cherish it and take care of it.
And, most importantly,
Don't let Dad handle your bouncy ball right after you get it. Especially if he is standing near a sewer.
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