Yesterday as I was busy sewing and sewing, I heard Sebastian sigh.
He seemed a bit out of sorts but I kept sewing.
Then he sighed again. What is it Sebastian? Don’t you have anything to do?
Maybe you could read some of your books.
Oh, you’ve read them all twice, huh? What about doing something else?
How about playing with your race cars?
Vroom, vroom. Vroom, vroom. Sigh.
Alright then. How about playing with your trolls? You haven’t done that in a while.
What? You’re tired of bossing them around already? Okay, okay. How about something that would challenge you? You could see how many monkeys you can link from your Barrel of Monkeys game.
Sebastian, I am running out of ideas. Okay, here’s one. Why don’t you work on perfecting your yo-yoing skills?
It won’t come back up? Well, that’s the whole idea. You try to get it so that it will come back up.
Too frustrating, huh? Give me a few minutes and let me see if I can think up any other things for you to do . . .
I must have taken too long to come up with something, because he pulled out his harmonica. Oh dear me. That is a woeful sound.
There must be something Sebastian can do to entertain himself while I sew. That’s when I came up with an idea – a fairly good idea. The thing is would he be game enough to give it a go?
Please tune in next time for Part II of Sebastian’s Grand Endeavor.