Imagination

I am always in awe of my children's imagination. Today two chairs and a blanket became a "trailer" in which Bryant backed his train up to. When cleaning up during naptime I found a bag of recycled garbage, his changing pad, a box of ensure, clean diapers, a comb and brush, and a ridiculous number of other toys stored in the "trailer".

Becca was not allowed in the trailer so she entertained herself in other ways. She found a hat that she thought she should wear most of the morning.

Which was perfectly accessorized with multiple bibs.

And in our imaginary world, dish towels and diapers become baby blankets, and a basket a cradle.

Or just a great place to relax.

Books become useful for holding things such as empty bottles of ensure and kleenex.

And if you turn your head just for a moment...

The baby wipe container gets emptied.

I often find that I am the one being entertained the most. So I am quite content to pick up the mess left behind.