Finn Henry

I found Finn staging a breakout of his cot with his entire bear population of about eight coming along. He had moved them all up to the top of the box and the end was was trying to climb up there himself in order to climb down the shelves.

However there wasn’t room for him to scramble up with all those bears up there. What was noble was that he clearly wasn’t going to break out without all of them coming with him.

Perhaps some of the toodler speak I could hear was the following.

“come on blanky, grab my hand, you can do it. No, I’m not leaving you behind, we’re all going to make it to the lounge room together”