The woman's voice was very soft.
Her heart was filled with a sense of absurdity.
She understood that children, especially little girls, liked playing house.
She had never thought there was anything wrong with the game.
Whenever she happened to see her child playing house with her friends, she found it both funny and adorable.
The child had lots of toys.
Most of them were gifts from her and the child's father.
The others had been given to the child by other people.
There was only one Little Bear Doll...
That the child had won herself at a ring toss game.
That's right.
A ring toss game.
The child had won it herself.
She would probably never forget that shining moment in the child's life.
The little one, still stumbling a little when she walked, casually tossed the ring in her hand—
The child had begged her father for that ring, too.
The child's father had originally planned to show off his skills in front of the child.
He'd said he would win her a gift.
She had no idea where the child's father had gotten his confidence.
As expected.
The child's father tossed several rings in a row, and every one missed the prizes by a hair.
The worst was one ring that flew right out of bounds.
The child couldn't even bear to watch how "useless" her father was...
Well...
That was just her talking nonsense.
The child probably thought it looked fun watching her father toss the rings and wanted to try it herself.
The child's father gave the last ring in his hand to the child.
Though the child's father was a little reluctant.
He felt that he'd lost face in front of the child.
Maybe this last ring could help