Greetings Little One

Playing under the tree

          

“This is a nice place.”

I took you to the park, today, little one. I cannot get over how much you’ve changed since last spring. Slides and swings and other playground apparatus that once scared the hell out of you is now just another piece of playground fun.

I honestly thought that you’d be afraid of this curving slide forever.

Still your favorite thing to do

Tonight I’m grateful that some things have not changed.

I can’t imagine that this will last very much longer, little one, but I will cherish it for as long as I can.

A future novelist?

When you make your dolls and other little people speak, little one, you use dialogue attribution.

It’s quite strange.

“I want to play with Katie!” said Lily.

“Okay,” said. Katie. “Let’s play.”

I’m sad. I can’t find Baby Sheep,” said Lily.

“I’ll help you find Baby Sheep” said Katie.

All of those words come out of your mouth as you play. Perhaps the addition of dialogue attribution to play is more common than I realize, but to my ears, it sounds as if you’re reading from a book rather than playing with dolls.

Mirror jumping

Few things give you greater joy than a full length mirror, little one.

The last one broke about a year ago. I give this one two weeks.

Mirror jumping

Few things give you greater joy than a full length mirror, little one.

The last one broke about a year ago. I give this one two weeks.

Gone fishin’

Oh sure. To you, little one, this looks like a little girl waving a toy broom at the camera.

But it’s not.

That toy box is actually a boat, one I was required to sit on for quite a while. The broom is a fishing pole. The floor is an ocean, the rug an island, and all those dolls on the floor are swimming.

And while I wasn’t thrilled to be asked to sit in the boat and row for what felt like an hour while singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, I couldn’t help but marvel at the imagination of my little girl.

Dinosaurs at the museum

 

 

 

Jack’s birthday party!

 

 

 

The Three Little Pigs

You’re a big fan of the Three Little Pigs, little one.

Gramps first taught you the story with the help of the Three Little Pigs houses that he gave to you. 

Then it was reinforced through repeated viewings of the story on The Wonder Pets. 

Lately we have been reading an odd, morally ambiguous but otherwise entertaining version of the story to you in which the wolf appears at the door of the brick house wearing sheepskin.

Now we hear you acting out your own version of the story quite often, with a variety of other animals and little people getting involved from time to time.