Christian has learned the amazing art of 'pretend.' It is enthralling to watch him and see what his mind comes up with, how it switches when a new thought comes into his head and how he acts it all out. I love pretend!
So our sofa has become a transformer of sorts. We've soared through the air in a helicopter, only to land for repairs, refueling and of course to get some snacks. Magazines are our food trays, and the mailbox door in the wall is the food service window where he shouts out our order. We each have a passenger (a.k.a. stuffed animal) who are buckled in with our seats belts, which are the stringe on the cat toys.
If the helicopter goes too high, Elmo gets sick :)
Another night we are in a bus, cruising down the street and we always get into an accident with a car. This is because Christian wants the police to come, with their lights and sirens blaring and giving tickets to the bus driver. First he is the bus driver, then after the accident, he becomes the police man handing out the tickets. We have paper badges and paper slip tickets, and last night a new twist, the cat toy string seatbelt become handcuffs! Every night a new element is added.
Then we were a boat last weekend, with sharks circling us as they swam around the coffee table. The green shark is nice and we can pet him, but the grey shark bites us. When they dive to the bottom, we can make a run for it but no other time. The pillows on the floor are the rocks in the ocean that we can step on and the sharks can't get us. This game is especially fun for me because I played it when I was little with my siblings. We would take turns tossing the pillows and see who could jump from one to the other without falling in the water and getting eaten by the sharks. I don't think I want to introduce that element yet to Christian because I don't want to scare him.
I can't wait to see what the sofa transforms into next! Having so much fun :)
~Amy
Monday, February 6, 2012
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Those kind of games are so fun. Hannah has two ways of transforming us--either we twirl and sing "ooooooooooooo" to a little tune and when done twirling we are something different or she takes a wand, pats me on the head, and says "Now you are a rabbit" or whatever it is. Luckily she always turns me back into a Mama when we are done playing.
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