With so much time spent around the water and boats, Big has reentered our play. My youngest decided to float the boat on the dogs' water bowl.
When my oldest was about the age of my youngest, he picked up this palm frond that he named Big on a walk to one of our local libraries. He carried it the entire way to the library by himself. We put it in the stroller for the ride home.
I had moved Big to the closet thinking it might be time to cycle the palm frond out of our lives if it was no longer of interest to the kids. I'm so happy to see it again so lovingly used. In fact, as I write this, it is moored to a dining room chair with the tail end floating under my seat. Big contains flip flops, a stick and a young boy.