Although its purpose is play, rattles don’t bedazzle playful preschoolers, and amongst the much older, to simply speak of the rattle is pointless prattle. Those kids who crawl and babble will dabble with rattles, but even toddlers rocking diapers tend to disregard it, and who can blame them when more complex toys better respect their several strengths? Besides, those babies have building blocks that beautifully work both body and mind, bouncy balls that hone hand-eye coordination with all sorts springy functions, rocking horses that harness strength and balance with their snappy movements, and many more fulfilling forms of kid-friendly fun that a rattle solely meant for shaking doesn’t shake things up in the slightest.
But, for a kid who couldn’t care less about complexity, for an Eevee simply satisfied to don the plainest diapers and stand on cream carpets most uncomplicated while said toy so easy-peasy to play with is in the palm of his hand, he hardly even needs a reason to deem the rattle rad.
“Hehehehe!”
Shake…shake…shake
Shake…shake…shake
Just the faintest flicks of the wrist, a deed demanding the daintiest drops of strength from even the most diminutive, is the only minute motion Emmett needs to make himself giggle with immense glee.
Shake…shake…shake
Shake…shake…shake
Solely the sight of that simply shaped toy bearing only blues so easy on the Eevee’s eyes, a color scheme so simple that even the uneducated Emmett can comprehend it, is all the toddler must keep track of while he just moves it back and forth…back and forth…back and forth….back and forth. Such basic motions, such minuscule movements, near hypnotic to the Normal-type tyke in their sublime simplicity and their most rudimentary of repetitions while silly giggles go on.
Shake…shake…shake
Shake…shake…shake
Further rewarding the tot for this feat of little thought is the song of those even simpler pebbles merely letting gravity move them along, such sounds so soft and soothing on Emmett’s ears, so innocuous to kids so innocent, that rattles couldn’t even remotely rattle him up, and that’s exactly how it should be for the little Eevee living the easy life.
Shake…shake…shake
Shake……………………..
“Hehehe……..mmph….
In fact, so strongly does this toy tout such simplicity, that even the dumps Emmett’s done in his diapers since day one, even those number twos nothing short of second nature, are ridiculously more difficult to do than the most toiling of times with the rattle.
“Mmmph…..”
My my, just look at all that tension teeming through such a tiny tot, all that pressure so prominently palpable just because the boy’s bowels are begging him to make poopies! Those familiar feelings from down below demand far too much! The rattle, so unabashedly basic, solely asked the little one to lend them a single hand, but now stinkies command there be no inaction from not even an inch of the boy’s body! His face once able to bask in blissful smiles and giggles while rattles were shaken so simply must now follow diaper filling orders with all of its facets, each one making sure they fulfill their own separate function. Eyes that were free to faintly flicker while staying fixed on basic blue objects must be intensely snapped shut for several seconds so that Emmett can gather every ounce of physical strength, every bit of mental focus, towards getting out what’s gotta get out. Cheeks that didn’t have to be the least bit conscious of showing their colors must now be ready to supply their scarlets in seconds, all while mouths once gushing with giggles that flowed so freely must close all that off so the diaper-clad kid can do that grueling work full of guttural grunts.
“Mmm…mmmmmph….”
Goodness gracious! As though the toddler’s face hasn’t already painted a picture of how much he’s gotta push himself purely to go poo poo, a kind of exertion the easy-going rattle would never expect out of Emmett, shifts assigned by shifting bowels also demand his little legs do lots more heavy lifting! For crying out loud, the boy is barely beyond waddling about, and here he is having to muster even more muscle, having to call upon what little core strength he has, to get himself into that precise squatting position! How crazy that a kid who can’t completely control his coordination, much less his bladder and bowels, has to make such a herculean effort solely for the sake of number two!
“Mmmmmmmmph!”
BRAAAAAAAAP!!!….SLUUUUUUMP!
Even still, even after all that energy the Eevee put into painstakingly putting each and every pooping parameter perfectly into place, bodily signals say he’s obligated to sustain several seconds of a more than solid effort so that sizable solids can finally settle. If his diaper sagging to his knees has something to say, relative to rattle play, packing pampers is such hard work!
“Aaaah…”
But, fortunately for him, demands of dirty deeds are soon said and done. Although many of Emmett’s muscles had to succumb to significant strain, there’s one that’s more than ready to let this little guy take a load off after dropping big loads.
PSSSSSSSSSSHHH!!!
Ahhh…and there’s wetness giving him more than well-deserved reprieve, one that’s all the more resounding amidst his relieved and relaxed state. Bladders may be busy as his diaper swells and further sags, but the boy is anything but while difficulties of dumping solids seamlessly shift to streams that epitomize the easy-peasy. Not having to move the most minor of muscles, a feat the renowned rattle requiring helping hands can’t attest to, warm sensations and soothing sounds not even needing that simple “shake….shake….shake” make for wide and dopey smiles from Normal-type tykes. And yet, although the rattle’s simplicity was just surpassed by sudden soakings, neither does it decide to be a sore loser knowing it can supplement such simple sentiments for the innocent Eevee’s sake.
“Hehehehe!”
Shake…shake…shake
Shake…shake…shake
With shifts from soaking to shaking even more seamless than the last, Emmett’s diaper drooping down low further shows how incredibly low commitment this lovely toy is for little kids with littler commitments, for tots who don’t even know the concept of schedules as both his tiny trinket and droopy diaper move to the beat of his own drum.
Shake…shake…shake
Shake…shake…shake
Step…step…step
So too must Mommy move to that baby’s same beat, but there’s no reason for the Audino to be rattled up when addressing thoroughly filled diapers is rather simple for the seasoned Avery. Gently scooped up while words simply need not be said to show the love between mother and son, so much more simplicity awaits the tot who only needs to stay a little still and leisurely lounge on changing tables, all while he’ll still get to enjoy those glorious sounds of…
Shake…shake…shake
Shake…shake…shake
No matter the time or place, no matter the saggiest, soggiest, or stinkiest circumstances, rattles readily give their simple grace to put smiles on Emmett’s face.
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