There’s something in my eye! Now it’s in both eyes! It’s making my eyes hurt. Somebody help me! Oh wait, that’s just the sun. I’ve got the sun in my eye!
I love going on outdoor adventures. When the weather is nice, mommy and I like to go exploring in the neighbourhood. Sometimes we take a stroll around the block. If we’re up for a longer walk, we to the store. Other times we head to the park and watch the big kids play.
When we’re out exploring, mommy pushes me in the stroller. One moment I’m rolling along having a blast, then I turn a corner and when I least expect it, the sun hits me right in the face. My eyes get all squinty and I can’t see where I am. That’s no fun at all! Why does the sun try to suck all the enjoyment out of our excursions?
The sun is up to its tricks close to home as well. Sometimes mommy and daddy bring me to the yard and they let me explore things with my hands. I like to touch new things. While I’m busy exploring, the sun creeps up on me. When I turn around, there it is again with its relentless assault.
I try everything I can think of to fight back. I get rigid as a board and I arch my back. Then I change tactics and squirm as hard as I can. I let loose with my arms and legs and send them flailing. But it has no effect! The sun seems impervious to me. It’s almost as if the sun is oblivious to my existence.
Time to pull out all the stops and give it all I’ve got. Time to fuss like I’ve never fussed before. I fuss and fuss with all my might. I’m very vocal with my displeasure, but the sun still persists. Fussing works on just about everything else. Why does the sun not understand me?
Sometimes help is closer than we know. Mommy was listening and she does understand me. She brings me my hat with the wide brim and puts it on my head. Like magic, the sun backs off and I can see again. Mommy is a superhero. Even the sun knows not to mess with mommy.