As C and D get older (they are now 4.5 and 2), their imaginations have begun to flourish. It never ceases to amaze me how they can incorporate the simplest of playthings into their rich inner worlds. Cases in point:
One day, I handed Cora a narrow piece of foam board, a castoff of a project I was working on. She took it eagerly and exclaimed, "This is my train track that has wheels on it and it can drive and it can fly!"
She has also turned her bicycle helmet into a carseat (and the coffee table into a car):
And on another day, some scraps of glossy paper--which once held two stickers--became her "amazement cards." (Not even sure what that means, but they were important to her!)
Wooden blocks become baby bottles, smooth white rocks become "egg sacs" (born out of the Charlotte's Web obsession), Legos are built into boats and garbage trucks and ice cream trucks and houses and trains.
Our farm share box even became a "bathtub" for D one afternoon.
What will they think of next?