she will find something to play with

I am sure she is awake from her nap, my daughter said. I ran up to get her; she is two and dazzlingly beautiful. She is my granddaughter, Molly Mackenzie Cat. I changed her pants and brought her downstairs. After her snack I gave her the toy I had brought. She was not any more interested than a light fixture. She will find something to play with, my daughter assured me. Molly crawled over to a shoebox and pulled out some tissue paper. She giggled as she shook it and ripped it. Acted like it was the most fascinating thing she had ever seen. I marveled that something so simple can entertain a two-year-old. Next time I will bring her a box with a couple of crackers.