As if Molly’s staring at the wall the other day wasn’t enough, yesterday afternoon, she assumed a position on the loveseat and stared at the blinds on the window behind it. The way that the blinds were closed, if you looked up at them, you could see a tiny bit through the slats, so maybe she was interested in something that she could see outside, but once again, it’s a mystery. Whatever it was though, it occupied her time for quite a while.
It just figures—Wen brought us two new squeaky footballs yesterday and Molly, the squeaky toy queen, ignored them and spent the afternoon staring intently. Eventually, she jumped down onto the floor, only to run back to the loveseat time after time to reassume her staring position.
Personally, I prefer to spend my time snoozing on the couch or trying to mooch a backscratch from Wen, but Molly seems to find her staring hobby quite fascinating, which is okay with us. The more time that she stares, the more time that the toys are available for Sunny and me!
