Day 447 Winnie Finds The Honey

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Today I spent a bit of time doing something that often isn’t possible today: I repaired a toy– it is a toy that my sons, especially Jake, played with over and over– not constantly, but just a lot. And then, the grandkids arrived and, sure enough, it would sit on the shelf or the floor and just in passing, it would bring a moment of joy as each child successfully helped Winnie the Pooh get some honey.

And, since it was often left on the floor, it eventually found itself stepped on; it still worked– but we had to jiggle it often to get the little honey/bee coin to fall into the hive and out the bottom of the tree to Winnie the Pooh.

So now Jake’s grandson is ready for the toy, and so I replaced the back and adjusted a bit of the insides– because I could– the toy is plastic, but held together in front and back with easily removed screws so I could take it apart and adjust the little places where the coin got stuck.

All ready!

Winnie Finds the Honey

A toddler named Jake, 

grandkids plenty, all found joy 

in a simple toy.

Sheri Edwards
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