one small child and a vivid imagination
Little legs and I were at home one rainy afternoon and I was getting on with some chores, little legs was happily watching, well I say watching, singing and dancing, to one of her many Dvd’s, if I remember rightly it was Sleeping Beauty.
As I was doing the windows I caught sight of her reflection in the window heading off towards the kitchen so I asked what she was getting,
‘ an ice poplolly’ was the reply
I then heard a ‘thump’ and something been dragged across the kitchen floor, as I climbed down off the chair to see what she was up to she appeared in the dining room doorway saying
‘Look, my new best friend Mum’ (she calls me mum as she thinks thats my name, she does know I’m her nanna)
I sat on the sofa in amazement while she proceeded to drag her ‘new best friend into the lounge and seat it in front of the tv, by now I was laughing so hard the tears were rolling down my face.
She plonked herself down next to ‘her new best friend’ and wrapped her arm across it, offering it a sweetie she paused and looked at both ends of’her new best friend’
she looked up at me a little puzzled and asked,
‘Mum where is its head?’
‘it doesn’t have one darling’ I replied, wondering if she needed to know at her tender age that it gets chopped off before we bring it home.
‘oh’ she says ‘never mind, I will make it a face so it can watch my dvd.
What follows is the end result.
Don’t you just love children and their imaginations, though I did seriously wonder if this child should get out a bit more!
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