Rachel shook her head no, willing the woman to leave her alone. But then the mama was shaking the toy, and it was so bright and colourful. It moved back and forth and made these funny, indescribable sounds. Rachel wanted to look away, but it was entrancing, the shifting colours, the rattling noise. She found herself reaching out and the smiling friendly lady slipped it into her hand. Shaking it herself was doubly gratifying. Why had she ever been upset to about being given this silly toy? It was so much fun!
“Okay honey, time for your milky ba-ba!” the mama announced, breaking her concentration on the rattle.