There is a toy stuck on our roof.
I'd post a picture, but it's so high up that I can't get one.
It started this morning with a toy--specifically a stomp rocket--stuck in a tree. It was so high that sticks and such couldn't get anywhere near it. But I brought out the hose and shot a stream of water up 20+ feet and it eventually came down. "Ooooh, it's wet!" they said to me, as I stood there dripping from the leaky nozzle.
I told them that stuck toys are part of summer and childhood--frisbees, balls, even once a Luke Skywalker doll (henceforth "Luke Treewalker")--all get stuck. And most eventually come down.
Not 10 minutes later, another rocket ended up stranded, this time, on the very top of our roof, totally unreachable by sticks, brooms out of windows, ladders, or even the hose--because if I hit it incorrectly it would just end up in the gutter. Which is probably where it's heading during the next rain.
Until then, it's there on our roof, a badge of summer fun . . . interrupted.
Ah yes, when I look out my bedroom window there are approximately 3 balls stuck in the gutters of the garage.
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