A bed becomes a pirate ship, a paper towel tube is used as trumpet, a living room is a performance hall, and my heart is just a pile of mush as it bubbles over with delight to see my son engaging in the use of his imagination. It wasn’t that long ago that he went from exploring how the world works and piecing things together to knowing how something works and deciding to go a completely different direction with it. It’s been a fun watching him come into this stage.
The other day we had friends over and Z paraded out with his two little buddies to do a mini concert for the adults.
He is always accessorizing in one way or another. Last week he wore a life vest everywhere, this week it was a tiger tail.
Then he got a hold of the cupcake mold that we used for SJ’s birthday and he thought it would make a great hat. He put the other half on his sister’s head. She got a kick out of it and they both just burst out laughing and played with the molds for a long time.
These kind of moments are one my favorite parts of motherhood. The imagination is a beautiful gift and so is getting to watch one develop.
Linking this post of with Finer Things Friday, over at Amy’s Finer Things.