Marichka must have seen people blowing their noses. Several times she held a tissue to her face and sputtered her lips, making a sound similar to blowing ones nose.
Marchika gave me a toy, a sort of blob of rubber in the vague shape of an animal, then she pointed up and started making sounds, wanting something. I thought maybe she wanted the magnets fixed to pole, so I offered them, but she kept gesticulating. My wife explained it. I threw the blob to the ceiling and it stuck with a splat. Marichka laughed. Then the pushed a chair over, pointed up and started gesticulating again. That’s the game. I climbed up, peeled the blog off the ceiling and stepped down. Marichka refused to take it, but insisted I throw it again.