Children scattered about the faded umber rug, staking claim to different territories. Some surrounded themselves with blocks, other manipulated alphabets, still others pushed toy trucks. Alee wrapped her arms around a plastic shoe box. She stumbled toward me. Talk about the strength of ants.
Babies carry their weight too.
She stared into my eyes and grunted. Confirmation of this came when my opening of the shoe box prompted her to sit immediately, and dump its contents. I became a player in her game. I passed her the puzzle pieces and blocks scattered around the room. A curious visitor with enormous, royal blue eyes waddled over.