tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820995744191984140.post2953000115958174050..comments2022-12-12T23:51:51.446+08:00Comments on Suburban Sonnet: Of Little E and crocodilesANBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07631168461364478994noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820995744191984140.post-61601920745519643342012-03-19T18:01:18.344+08:002012-03-19T18:01:18.344+08:00I love your stories about E, she has such a brilli...I love your stories about E, she has such a brilliant little personality brewing there!Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03903493720883337089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820995744191984140.post-45293724168460765882012-03-18T19:33:26.867+08:002012-03-18T19:33:26.867+08:00J is also very into ascribing character to toys. W...J is also very into ascribing character to toys. We've had assorted personalities whose needs must be met. The Very Hungry Caterpillar needed (toy) fruit salad for breakfast. Alfie-the-digger came on a few car trips, until he decided the grass was greener in the Dandenongs and jumped ship. Caterpillar, another digger, came to Fiji and was quite put out that his battery status meant that he couldn't dig on the beach. Stegosaurus needed teeth brushing....<br /><br />The strangest part of the whole story is that M has never personified a toy. They are not real. It is ludicrous to pretend otherwise.<br /><br />From my perspective, personified toys are quite handy. They don't like rough behaviour or dirty clothes left in bedrooms. They beg me to be relocated to a cupboard if J doesn't toe the appropriate-behaviour line._vTg_https://www.blogger.com/profile/00697734802317687914noreply@blogger.com