Brendan has become extremely attached to this golf club, which is part of the toy collection at Grammie and Pop's. So much so, in fact, that the first thing he does when he arrives in the morning is retrieve it, and he pretty much carries it around all day. Sometimes he even says, "bat... bat... bat" to himself, as if to remind himself that it's still there.
Yes... "bat." Not "club." You see, he is pretty convinced it's a baseball bat.
So, for right now he still swings it along the floor. This may well create a problem for us when we reach our t-ball days, but for the time being it's been a big security measure for things like vases and picture frames. Whatever works.
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