Imagination

I took Lily to the playground today. She mostly likes to play imaginary games, pretending she is someone else, like Dora the Explorer or a dog called Angustina-kneela. We are usually expected to join in. I was hoping she would run around and tire herself out and give me a break from trying to remember who I was supposed to be.

Instead we pretended the climbing frame was a house and the loose bark chip ground was a sticker album, with the stickers being the individual bark chips. One was a ballerina. Another was a ballet man (whatever they are supposed to be called). Another was a ballet dog.

Sigh.