A couple of days ago I went to tell Bre that she could come out of her room because nap/quiet time was done for the day and this is what I saw.
Now, apparently my imagination works a little to efficiently on the negative side of things because my first thought was "Did the dolls misbehave and they are now being punished on some mid-evil dungeon device?" (picture those things they would strap prisoners to and then stretch them in opposite directions from the ankles and wrists).
So, needing to have my curiosity satiated I asked her what was going on with her dolls and without hardly blinking her big beautiful eyelashes at me she said, quite matter of factly, "They're pretending to be bats Mom." "In the context of a 5 year old's playful imagination THAT make so much more sense Stephanie" I thought to myself, laughing out loud as I swept her up in my arms for a hug.
Moral of today's blog? Clearly, when dealing with my young children's world of play, I need to think less in terms of Braveheart and more in terms of Barney. Bats! Ok, I get it now. :-)
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