Mom and dad went to visit, and three-year-old Misha has already missed them. After all, winter evenings are so long! Even the faithful legless wooden horse, on which he could "ride" for hours, did not save him. The nanny's concern was not comforting. There was no sense in the reproaches and requests of Sasha's older sister. Misha missed his parents, was moody, called his mother, and the nanny no longer knew what to do with him. It was still too early to sleep.
But then the nurse came across a large piece of wax. Having broken it, she began to sculpt figures ...
— Look, Mishenka!
Misha became interested, and immediately took up the wax himself...