Sometimes after lunch, Lizzy and Peter become involved in elaborate imaginary play. With the after lunch frenzy of cleaning up dishes and trying to get Peter down for his nap at a somewhat reasonable time, sometimes I catch myself hurrying, or ending these games. The other day was a doozy. Danger was everywhere, and the kids sought refuge under the table, where they had created a boat full of essentials- blankets, stuffed animals, books, treasures. Lizzy is often the captain in these scenarios, and Peter her willing and capable first mate. I'm not sure why (or rather I'm exactly sure why), but Peter often ends up in imaginary beds, nests or other protective and cozy places during these games, being shielded from dangers from Lizzy. He eats it up, and Lizzy relishes the drama and excitement. It's amazing how vivid and enchanting these worlds become. The other day, I found myself allowing "just five more minutes!" and then "just five more minutes!" because I too didn't want it to end. Sometimes the moment is just too magical to hurry along.
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