I’m as much into “imaginative play” as the next person. Sometimes, it can get a little carried away, though.<\/p>\n
The other day I stuck my head in to see why C was taking so long in the bathroom. “Everything okay?”<\/p>\n
He looked at me, appearing to be on the verge of tears, “Oh no!”<\/p>\n
I’ve been doing this for a little while now, so this didn’t upset me. “What’s wrong?”<\/p>\n
“We’re too late! We’re too late!”<\/p>\n
“Too late for…”<\/p>\n
“Momma! We’re too late! Momma’s gone! She’s gone!”<\/p>\n
“Oh yeah?”<\/p>\n
“You don’t understaa-aand! We’re too late!”<\/p>\n
He was doing a pretty good job wailing. I stepped back out of the bathroom and motioned to J. She was doing dishes in the kitchen, but at my insistent waving she came over. With much gesturing and pantomime, I also convinced her of the need for quiet. She obligingly tip-toed over. Once there, I motioned for her to wait and then I called to the snuffling potty boy. “What’s wrong?”<\/p>\n
“We’re too late,” he wailed. “Too late! Momma’s gone! Momma’s – ” she stuck her head into the bathroom and smiled.<\/p>\n
He almost fell off the potty in surprise, and then he started laughing.<\/p>\n
“That’s so silly,” he said. “So silly.”<\/p>\n
Yes. Yes it was.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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