Like a lot of people, I usually throw one yo-yo for a while (days, weeks, etc.) before switching it out for a different one in my collection. Occasionally, however, I’ll go on a bender where I throw 10+ yo-yos in the space of a half-hour, switching out one every few minutes for another in my backpack. The other night I was doing this with my 1.5 year-old daughter in the room. She would watch for a little bit but seemed to be generally occupied pushing her doll stroller in circles. When I was done I put the yo-yos back in their boxes, put the boxes back in the backpack and set the backpack by my nightstand.
Except I didn’t zip the backpack up.
The next day, when I was at work, my wife sent me this picture:
My daughter had even managed to get the slip-knot around her finger. My wife, recognizing that I probably didn’t want my daughter repeatedly throwing my Cascade to the floor, took it away from her and gave her an old rubber edged yo-yo to play with. My wife put the Cascade back in the box and put the box back in the backpack.
Except she didn’t zip the backpack up either.
A few minutes later, she walked into our bedroom to see this:
The girl knew what she wanted and it wasn’t a cheap rubber yo-yo. Luckily, she got distracted by the packets of string and no more yo-yos were harmed that day.