Play

When we were kids, my brother, sister and I had fairly good imaginations and liked to create situations and sometimes other worlds to entertain ourselves. Those are many of my great memories of childhood. Like when we pretended that we walked through a portal into a new world, or that we were in the old west, or one of our favorites, pretending that the floor was hot lava and we had to stay on the furniture or melt in fiery magma! I miss that a lot. Just being able to just let your mind be free! Two of my favorite words of late are 'Mama play!' I love to play with her! She'll have all her stuffed animal friends sitting on her blankie and she says "Hi fends!" (Translation: friends).  And we'll read or color or talk to our 'fends'. I would stay and play forever if I could. Sadly that's never the case. There's always some 'grown up' thing that desires my attention. But I try to always say 'Ok! Mama will play!' before I attend to my less fun 'adult' things. Even if I'm going to be late (as was the case this morning) because who can really turn away from that little plea? Not me, nor do I want to. The work, chores and responsibilities will always be there, but M will only be little for so log and only want to play with mama for a while so I'll take it while I can get it and worry about the rest as it comes. Besides, who couldn't use a little more play time?