Watering Can

Troy has become obsessed with grabbing the little red plastic watering can that my wife uses to water the plants and carrying it around the house. He doesn’t grab it by the handle, but prefers to wrap his little hand around the spout instead. It always makes me think that he’s wielding a club or hammer. He usually doesn’t do anything with it. He just goes about his exploration, carrying the can with him. At some point, he either needs two hands for something or gets tired of the can, and he’ll drop it with a loud and dramatic clatter somewhere in the house. We always have to try to track it down whenever we need to water the plants again.