Myers has entered the wonderful age of imagination and I am loving it! I had a very vivid imagination as a child. I had an imaginary friend and an imaginary cat. I remember the magic of pretending that some pillows and a blanket was an real fort. Not just thinking it, but actually seeing it.
Myers has quite the imagination. The corner of our living room has been everything for a city port (from the book Big City Port which is a favorite of his) to his Daddy's "office" to a train station. I love the stories he tells me when he is playing. When I step on something in his imaginary place, he says, "Mommy you just knocked over the train! Didn't you see it??" Pillows can become train tracks, a piece of yarn can become a narrow bridge, and the fireplace can become a stage.
Oh, and Myers sense of humor is a hoot. His idea of a joke is, "Knock, knock, it's me! HAHAHA!! Isn't that funny Mommy?"