You cried because grass was getting wet? Think we found an early winnerI had an attachment to this Winnie the Pooh toy. It was lost for a while, and I cried that Winnie had no love and no hunny to eat, and didn’t know where he was, and I thought my sister’s imaginary friend, “Shy-Kwana”, was torturing him.
Once, I was looking out the window, and I cried that it was raining and the blades of grass were getting wet.