A BOY NEEDS HIS GRANDMA

I had the most wonderful week! I spent all week pretending to build castles, fighting creepers, walking Peek-a-choo, talking, laughing, pretending, reading, and frolicking with my adorable Red Headed Skittle! (Despite "playing" Minecraft and Pokemon, we didn't play one single computer game. It was all pretend in our imaginations.) I love this boy so much!

Of course, we started with a trip to the Lego Store.

AND he got to "build" 3 Lego people.

We spend over 3 hours at the children's museum.

It was so much fun - one on one!

He loved pretending to be a pilot!

And grocery shopping...

Then taking the groceries home.

And then going shopping AGAIN.

We played with colors.

He milked a cow.

And of course, he wanted to go fishing "like Cole!"

I went fishing too!

And the toy train station was HUGE and tons of fun!

Red Skittle had never done a puppet show before....

Dinosaurs rock!

And fixing a car requires a wooden hammer.

We experimented with water and objects.

I taught him how to use a washboard.

And he was spoiled with a Midnight Dragon puppet.

We also spent a few hours putting together a Minecraft sticker book.

He was soooo excited!

On one of our MANY walks to imagine....

And playing with filters on our phone.

And getting power from the Sand Monster.

At the park... on our adventure.

Climbing hills to fight dragons.

Looking for the North Pole.

And making Pumpkin Snickerdoodles.

This week was PERFECT! The last time Skittles visited, I wasn't feeling well. This week, I was. So it was so much fun to give him ALL my attention!

Here's the poem I wrote right before we took him home:

The purple potion gave him speed.

The blue brew made him strong.

He battled beasts and grappled giants.

He righted many wrongs.

Grandma was his sidekick.

She played along valiantly.

With swords in hand, they met their foes
And fought them gallantly.

They avoided lava and scaled mountains.
They seized Squirtle and wrestled withers.
Hand in hand, they created a world - 

Complete with axes, bows and zithers.

The 5-year-old hero continued to dream -

Never stopping his communication.

Grandma was delighted - 

What an impressive imagination!