Tuesday, January 27, 2009
This kid's got imagination
Here's what Max looked like when I walked in the door from work last night. I couldn't help it, I laughed and laughed, he was so adorably fab in his camo pj's, pirate's hat and shades. He wanted to sleep with the sunglasses on but I refused (and I will refrain from making a joke about that so-called song, "I Wear My Sunglasses At Night.")
Max has gotten very imaginative lately, something that's always sorta-kinda been there but has really kicked in. He walks around with a toy phone and pretends to take pictures of things. He swoops his plastic plane around and "flies" it. He loves to play monster and catch me, Dave or Sabrina. He bends over, swings an arm and makes like an elephant. He hasn't yet gotten the hang of the "hide" part of Hide and Seek (he stands in the middle of the living room and puts an arm over his eyes) but, hey, maybe he's playing the existential version of the game, what do I know.
What I can say is that imagination like this is a good sign that all sorts of wheels are spinning in his brain. Go to it, my sweet soldier-pirate-hipster boy.