When I read a post on Happy Hooligans about the joy her preschoolers had with a bucket and some rope, I had a feeling Kay would love it too. But when I mentioned it to my father, he found it hard to believe that a child would want to play with a mere bucket attatched to a rope. I tried it on a humid day when my energy was spent and yet Kay was still raring to go (isn't that always the way?!). And, as I predicted, she loved it.
This time I switched things up just a bit. First of all, we took our rope and bucket (this time a pail) to the park. I wanted her to be able to pull something up to herself rather than just watching it from the ground. We brought along Bruno, the little stuff dog.
Poor Bruno. Kay decided she liked to lift the pail, and then let it drop - hard. But the human in this equation - Kay - had a grand old time. So much so, in fact, that she asked to do the same thing the next day! I'm still amazed that something so simple, so ordinary, can be so very entertaining, but, hey, you don't argue with success!