"Hey that's mine!"
I watched from a distance as Sean's face filled with dismay. His little cheeks were red and his lower lip stuck out in an angry pout. He glared at the 6 year old boy who had run up to him and snatched his beloved Buzz Lightyear right out of his hands, smirking and saying, "Ha! I got your toy!"
We were at the small playground on our apartment grounds. It was a fair size, never crowded with children, and I usually...