BB in a costume P made for his favorite monster
BB, flying around the "forest," aka, ficus tree. (Following the flight, P buried treasure in the ficus base and then provided BB with a shovel... We'll see how the fickle ficus responds to all of the attention in a few weeks...
P pulled out his Halloween candy so BB could go grocery shopping. M&Ms became pancakes, Gumballs, beach balls. Hard mints, pretty birthday cakes etc. The feast was so great, BB's relatives arrived, along with the T-rex and penguin, who are currently holed up in the Magic Tree House, and a party ensued...
It happens every time we leave town. We spend the following, oh, week or so, ensconced in our jammies, melting into the floor. Its especially true this time, leaving so soon after the holidays. Too many toys not yet properly played with, too many new scenarios for BB to live through.... ;) These endless days of role playing can eventually veer towards torture for me, but P was a very graceful companion today; he's really starting to recognize my needs and honor them with joy. And I, in turn, (feeling compatriot rather than floor captive) reveled in another day of play. I love his growing empathy. His quick yet thoughtful solutions. His immense excitement for life. His enormous giggle and endless bounding. Yah, living with a five year old rocks :)
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