Imagination is THE best toy...

and the possibilites are endless. I get a kick out of secretly listening to Isaac. He has a great imagination.

Isaac is jumping from one couch to the other. He puts a wooden sign, which should be hung on his wall, across the arms of the couches and nevously walks across then crawls across on his belly. Next Isaac stretches his body across the expanse, "Mom look at me. I'm a huge bridge."

Then he tries to hop over Seth but isn't quite tall enough and slams Seth to the floor. Seth cries.

"I'm trying to pick up Seth. (briefly releasing Seth and flexing his arms) I'm strong. I'm strong. I'm strong."

At the table with twistable crayons. Isaac twists them and then two crayons have a little clash.." One cryaon says to the other, "Come on Jet." The other cayon replies, "Hey wait for me Rocket."

Isaac asks me what I want. "Huh?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"Ohhhhh. I would like a hamburger please."

"Umm. We are out of hamburgers"

Scratching my head, this IS make believe, you never have to run out of anything, but I play along. "Oh. Well how about a hotdog?"

"Sure. Here you go."

Isaac stands by the window and shuts the curtains together in front of his face. "Going up." The doors/curtains open and Isaac sees Seth. "Come in the elevator Seffy. Do you need to go down?" They played elevator for 10 minutes.