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.
His Bear-Bear also "talks" to him a lot and I love hearing what he has to say. Sometimes Bear-Bear gets sick and Myers has to make him better by giving him shots and kisses. I especially love when Bear-Bear asks me for a hug and a kiss because then I also get a hug and a kiss from Myers (who is so on the move most of the time that I have to beg for hugs and kisses these day!) So far, Myers has never blamed anything on Bear-Bear, but I am sure that is coming soon.
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?"