
This is my entry for You Capture over at I Should Be Folding Laundry. Good, cheap fun, these blog carnivals....

Gnomes by Wil HuygenLately, Firecracker and I have been “playing” lots of games. This is how it goes:
Firecracker: “shall we…. play cookies?”
Me: “sure” gets cookies down.
F: opens, dumps out, lets me touch a few of the cards, maybe a spoon, then sings “CLEAN UP, CLEAN UP!”
And we put it away.
F: “shall we…. play…. Scidoo?” (Scooby Doo)
Me: “sure” gets Scooby down.
F: opens, dumps out, lets me touch a few cards, identifies Scooby and Shaggy, then sings “Clean Up, Clean Up!”
And we put it away.
F: "shall we.... color?"
Me: "sure" gets out paper and crayons, draws a face with a belly button, in the color she chooses
F: "clean up, clean up!"
And we put it away.
F: “shall we… play… Castle?”
You can imagine things from there. Thing is, we do this a
On the one hand, I love that we’re getting one game down at a time, and cleaning it up before we get the next one. I love that we can just sit together and be. I love that I’ve finally got the maturity to understand that all children need a part of their day where they completely call the shots. It’s fun to reflect back the words she says, and in that simple act, watch her learn and process her world and get excited about new words. It's even more fascinating to hear her "get" bits of grammar, simply by listening to me speak to her.
But sometimes I want to get up to use the bathroom without her screaming "Come HERE!" :)