First off, for some reason Cy loves this little plastic yellow ball. He hits off a tee and has a choice of several balls of all sizes and colors but one day we watched and the only one he wanted to hit was this yellow ball.
One morning we were watching him play outside. He would put his yellow ball on the seat of his tiny car and then try to position himself into the vehicle. By the time he got his little legs and cute tummy inside the car he would have bumped his yellow ball out onto the ground. He would check for it and realize what had happen. Cy would then have to get himself out of the car ( which was never a graceful endeavor) and retrieve the ball. Of course, he would try (and try and try) to get the ball and himself into the car so he could go for a ride. After several attempts he bagged it and settled on the swing..........with the little yellow ball.
One morning we were watching him play outside. He would put his yellow ball on the seat of his tiny car and then try to position himself into the vehicle. By the time he got his little legs and cute tummy inside the car he would have bumped his yellow ball out onto the ground. He would check for it and realize what had happen. Cy would then have to get himself out of the car ( which was never a graceful endeavor) and retrieve the ball. Of course, he would try (and try and try) to get the ball and himself into the car so he could go for a ride. After several attempts he bagged it and settled on the swing..........with the little yellow ball.
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