Thursday, February 12, 2009

Imagination


Andrew: "I'm a policeman and this is all my policeman stuff. I've got my keys (made out of Tinkertoys), my soap to squirt in the bad guys' eyes (a pretend eggplant), and my sausages to throw at them when they are naughty (pretend hotdogs in his shirt pocket.) Oh! My sausage fell out."
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On our walk home from a friend's house this morning, Andrew jumped off his bike, ran back about 5 steps, and anxiously picked up a small rock . . . then he threw it back down saying, "Oh. I thought that was gold."

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