Today Martin had a field day at Snack Time. For the record, Martin has trouble staying in his seat… we usually push it in and have him stand.
“Martin, what did those goldfish ever do to you?” I asked.
They were scattered on the floor lifeless… awaiting crushing.
“I dunno,” he replied with a mouth full of crackers.
By this time, they’d been smashed to smithereens by passers by.
“Come with me,” I motioned to him.
We walked over and got the dustpan and brush.
They were soul mates. Martin took that dustpan and brush and wouldn’t stop cleaning… after the trampled goldfish were cleaned up and scampered around the room cleaning up any crumb and wrapper in sight. Even after we’d started our next activity on the carpet, he kept sweeping… and I let him.
Martin found a new companion today. Sometimes good friends are a match made in heaven.
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