mystery

There is a little person at our complex who is very "strong willed." She's somewhat new, and she is the only blond person around. She's the one who yells "MY TREE!" and other people say, "No, MY tree," and they argue about it in a loud, repetitive fashion. This morning before school she was scream-talking to her mom. Something was bothering her.

Anyway, today she stood outside our door--we're on the second floor--and threw stuff onto the roof of the car shading structure. We heard the satisfying clink as what she threw landed on the metal roof. In a voice full of joy, she said, "I like doing this!" Tomorrow I will look and see what she was throwing.