Imagination Station

This blog is dedicated to Tina, who says I don't post enough about my kids. The reason I don't is because my kids aren't funny (I mean, like, "I'm gonna pee my pants, that was so funny" funny.), and you can only write so many cute blogs about kids before your audience moves on...It's not because I don't love them. That , and my blog world is my own little beach front property with a wooden stage, and the show is starring me. Ha ha ha! Call me Narcissus.

I feel really sorry for Josh. He got the short end of the stick when it came to my parenting. When he was really small, I couldn't understand why the boy couldn't play nicely (and quietly) by himself. "Use your imagination!" I would exclaim in my head. Apparently an imagination is cultured, not automatic. Who knew?

It's fun to watch him now (4,000,000 hours of being read to later...(Eva has 12 hours, and Lily 0. I hope I can equalize it at some point) plus all the fodder we feed his brain by telling him a) we are selling him to gypsies, b) that he has to live in the car, and c) that we are heading to the zoo because he is the new kid on the block at the gorilla exhibit, where he has to wear a furry suit and a diaper.). He has dramatic encounters with his toy cars complete with a variety of voices, and usually a variety of heights from which the poor things become victims of automobilicide.

I have to give the credit to Josh that Eva is picking up on the pretend game. She frequently offers me chicken (??) which is, of course, invisible. But she takes great enjoyment in my "eating" it.

She has taken a whole new approach to life, and I didn't realize how much her surroundings were infiltrating her tiny brain until she came up to me with a plush Santa and exclaimed in a deep, guttural voice, "HELLO!" So, now when we ask her what Santa says she grins and bellows, "HELLO! " We got her to do "ho ho ho" too, but it isn't nearly as funny. I have no idea where she got the idea that Santa was a semi-scary, throaty-voiced individual. I will have to post a video as soon as I get my camera back...

Lily is tuning into the fun and makes noises like a baby Wookie. And sometimes a horse. But mostly she likes to impersonate old fashioned water pumps.

I love my kids and I love my life!