|One of my favorite books, ever.|
I still have an active imagination. It helps me to write stories and tell new ones to the kids. You should have heart the story I told the three youngest kids the other night. It was a beauty.
|Off on an adventure through Fantasia!|
|Not our yard, but I like the|
idea that this chair
transported its owner to
“What do I do outside?” she asked me. PLAY! Create a world, go have an adventure. She looked outside and said all I see is a chair. True. We have a chair outside in the yard. I looked out at the chair. It’s not just a chair, you know. It’s a magical chair, left here on accident by some elves. If you sit in it, you will be transported to another world. She looked at me dubiously. OK, how about this, you pretend to be Cinderella. I will pretend to be your wicked step-mother. You can sweep the floors, wash the floors, fold all the laundry and clean your room. Daughter quickly went outside and played for a long, long time.