Is it a big wall? I am strong…I will push it and bang…
Hey all, sorry I am a bit late. Do you want to know my toy story?
Get your favourite toy and let’s begin…
I am the baby boss. I like my dad’s shoulder to sleep on. Because it always keeps moving and I feel like I am having a ride. (Dad was walking carrying the baby in hand while doing work or in the market) I was sleeping and a bubble came and popped on my nose. I woke up. I saw a giant bubble…here I started catching it…I paddled my feet, stretched my hand and called it with a whisper. But the bubble chased me and ran away. I started Crying.
I punched Dad’s back, he tried to juggle me but I was angry. He finally released me on the floor. Now I was not in Octopus arms (Dad’s arms). I started screaming and showing my Josh by clapping. I tapped my feet to move towards the toy world (toy shop) but I fell. Dad picked me up, I stood and again walked.
I thought that the toy uncle (Shop’s owner) got scared when I entered the shop. My eyes were big and shiny, my nose ready to investigate, my saliva coming out of my mouth and hands ready to act like a crab.
I looked at my dad to inform but he didn’t get it. I saw a big panda (Soft toy on shelf), I ran towards it and I banged (Glass sliding door in front of self) …it was painful.
I started running here and there, I saw so many toys. I didn’t know which they were but all were calling me to meet. Uncle was asking to take a ball, dad blowing bubbles. I was so angry. How can dad do so? I went to dad, punched on his toe and smiled (because bubbles teased the baby).
I again started searching for my toy. I jumped, I peeped and even fell in the basket of toys while searching. But I couldn’t find my toy. I started Crying badly. My dad picked me up and that toy uncle smiled at me. I cried more and punched dad again before I could bang my head on dad’s shoulder. Dad took me to another shop.
This time toy Aunty was also scared of me. Tears and shine were in my eyes, my nose was runny and red, my hands were ready to grab and my knees were bent to run. I entered the shop, asked that toy aunty to pick me up. She picked me up in her arms. I started peeping behind her, Oh I saw a penguin (Inflatable punching penguin) I wanted to take it. I grabbed it from the back and paddled my feet on aunt’s stomach, asking to leave me down on the floor.
I got my toy. I went to dad and punched him with a smile. Dad bought that toy for me. Dad picked me up in one arm and in another he picked up that toy. I already started punching it. I was smiling but tears filled my eyes.
We reached home and dad placed the toy in front of me. I ran towards it on the floor and punched it very tightly. Oh, I didn’t know it would come back. It came back and punched me in the face. My nose turned into a tomato and I started Crying. Dad picked me up and I was still crying. Dad thought I would punch him but I slept after crying.
This was my toy story, in which I, your baby boss, was crying. You too share your toy stories in which you were the baby boss.
