Her heart sank on seeing the charred, blackened toys. It appeared that catastrophe had struck in her absence. She rushed inside to see if her baby was safe.
She was greeted with his twinkling eyes and soiled hands.
Look, Ma! I made those toys from mud and clay. Just like the ones Dad bought me….
You made those? She was fast regaining her composure.
Yep. I have put them out to dry. Buy me some good paint and brushes. They will look exactly like Teddy, Buddy and Henry.
He was holding the branded toys in hand. So, all was safe….
Inspired by Rochelle Wisoff at
Creative Experiments and More 
Really very well done! Nan
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Thank you!
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At least it’s not a mud pie. :o) And, it’s much more creative.
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I’m smiling. I think I recognized my eldest son in there 🙂
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Great 🙂
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Enjoyed it!
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Heart stopping for her for a moment, but ll good in the end
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I guess children give mothers a lot of such moments….
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Well done, Reena.
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I know that feeling, but usually my worst fears are confirmed. Today’s effort…Royal Doulton bowl used as a paint tray.It was a bin job.
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Very nicely written…a cute story
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Thanks!
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Delightfully different! At last a happy ending!
Cast Aside – a very short story
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I enjoyed it too. And it was even more interesting because in reality I washed the toys so I could see what they would look like in their normal state.
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😀😀
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Enjoyed it!
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Thank you. The sense of her relief was palatable.
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Lovely story, the transition from fear to hope was nicely done.
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Seems like she has a budding artist here.
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Kids have natural creativity, which gets lost in pure academic pursuits. Thanks!
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Enjoyed that one. 🙂 ❤
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Thanks!
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