Good intentions

Some kind friends passed a toy down to Abby, and Justin and I fell in love with it instantly. This little plastic ball, filled with colorful beads, would be perfect for when Abby starts to crawl, we thought. It's brightly colored, makes lots of noise when it rolls, and might be just the motivation she needs to get moving as it rolls away from her with each little swat of her hand.

Noah, the previous owner of the ball, loved it, and by all accounts, never had any sort of negative confrontation with this simple toy.

So you can imagine our surprise, when, upon introducing Abby to her new plaything, she immediately broke out in tears. We've tried on and off for a few days to get her to play with it, but, much to our chagrin, she seems to be terrified of it.



So for now, I guess we'll put the ball away and let her play with less frightful objects like stuffed animals and rattles. We'll try again in a few days and see if she's toughened up any.