My mom has such a way with toddlers. At the end of a long spring break, when I didn’t know what to do next to keep the Boogedy occupied, mom announced that they were going for a walk around her apartment complex to look for rocks to put in the “rock bag”.
“Rock Bag Rock Bag!” the Boogedy repeated excitedly to himself.
They searched for the best rocks:
They put ’em in the Rock Bag (!):
Then, we came home and she gave him a bowl of soapy water and a scrub brush to wash the rocks.
After the rocks were toweled and put on display in a plastic bin, I realized that the rock game occupied him for more than an hour! What a smart grandma!