Approximately 9 months ago my three year old’s imagination absolutely exploded. It’s no secret what caused it. Nap time. See she decided she didn’t want to take naps anymore and I decided I didn’t care what her opinion on the matter was.
Therefore I would put her to bed at 12:30 pm and at 2:45 I would unlock her door (heck yeah we reversed the door knob) and release her. The first week of this ‘I don’t want to take a nap’ foolishness she sat in her bed and cried. The second week though…by the second week she had realized that she could crawl out of bed and play with all manner of things.
We are living in a tiny apartment right now and the walls are thin. I began hearing conversations all afternoon. Ponies were having dramatic escapades with princesses and queens. Baby dolls were being rocked, fed, and put to bed. It was all very amusing.
This afternoon though as my Mom and I were listening to her play we saw something quite…um…unusual. She had found a stable (oh, alright, Fancy Pants people, it’s actually called a creche) and was saying ‘You be Jesus, You be Mary and you be Joseph.’
Now I’m on Facebook just like you are so I’ve seen all the ‘my child is super spiritual’ updates. My minions…not so much. So lest you think this is one of those stories let me introduce you to the actors she had recruited to play Mary, Jesus and Joseph.
Joseph was a make up brush, Baby Jesus was a rubber washer, and Mary, sweet Mary, was a pair of Bubba teeth. I just…I just don’t know. I do believe, in the history of the world, this is the first time Mary has been played by Bubba teeth.
The weird thing was she didn’t even see why Mom and I thought it was so funny. To her it was perfectly normal to have those characters. She played with her little family for eons.
I’m glad she has a big imagination. I’m also glad lightning didn’t fall from the sky.