Blocks

She waits. She watches. She is ever vigilant in her hunt for stacked up blocks. She scans the room and, satisfied that all is safe, she goes about her play. Suddenly, she hears the sound of wood striking wood striking carpet: A sister has dumped the blocks!

She watches from her place across the room. Someone picks up a block and her eyes follow it as it is raised, lowered, placed upon another block. In an instant she has forgotten her previous activity and her arms and legs work in concert to carry her swiftly to the offending squares. Before anyone can stop her, and before another block can be placed, her hand shoots out and another block is knocked from it's perch.

The living room is safe, once again!


*** For those of you who aren't sure, Sarah is our living room protector!***