Before I type anything, I should point out that Barak right at this moment is in his high chair telling himself soothingly, "Chanuka, 's over, right? right. Chanuka all done, right? Right. Iss okay. Chanuka all done, kay? Kay."
I mentioned that we got a new backhoe loader at Target last week. Barak has been inseparable from said backhoe loader to the point that when it was time to go to gan yesterday, he wanted to bring it. "Okay, Barak, you can bring it. But either you're going to have to put it in your cubby, or you're going to have to share it with the other kinderlach, okay?" Yesterday passed without incident. Today he came home with a broken backhoe loader, and reports of a Time Out.
"Barak, what happened?"
"Broke it backhoe loader."
"How did it get broken?"
"Gotta share it."
Oh dear. A call to his ganenet confirmed this: a fight broke out over the backhoe loader, Barak hit the would-be operator, and got a time out. The backhoe loader is now just a backhoe, sans loader.
Maybe next time the toys need to stay home.