На тему игрушек. Было у меня детское впечатление...

On the topic of toys. I had a childish impression of the glass balls, which, probably, my grandfather brought from the factory. There was a whole world in these bubbles inside, a play of light and, in general, a bewitching process. I remember playing with a piece of paper, how it stuck wet to the tile. So my children sometimes sit and stick into seemingly simple things. The son watches as a stream of water flows along the bathroom wall. I looked closely, but it does not flow directly, and then to the side, then to the other, then generally almost horizontally, quite entertainingly. In the garden, here are the children on Easter, playing rolling wooden eggs. This is an old game, you can google it. And this is how an egg with its shape will roll at an unpredictable moment. And a seemingly boring game, without the development of events. And the children play and look at these wooden eggs with their intricate trajectories for a long time. But Lego is all about predictability, for example. Everything is correct, everything is verified, one detail fits the other perfectly, the color is determined. Children are comfortable there, but development is questionable.