It is hard to be a grownup. These days I want to be flat on my back on the floor with the music turned up really loud…for as long as I want. That activity/non-activity is on my wish list right now. That, and a giant bowl of spiced brown butter pappardelle pasta.
This may explain why my favorite pretend game to play with Sloane is the one where she is the mom and I am the kid. It is so fun. I can lay down on the floor and ask her to bring me things, which she does, happily.
The girls playing together these days is giving me joy beyond my wildest dreams. When they are in this mode, it's magic: they play pretend together enthusiastically, Sloane wants Logan to come alongside her, Logan wants to copy everything Sloane does, they unleash the tickle monster upon each other, show each other things, and whisper into each other's years. It's not like this 100% of the time, obviously. They have moments when they are cranky and argue about who gets to hold cheetah, but they both hear me when I talk to them about taking turns, and for the most part they will readily share with each other. I knew being able to observe blossoming sisterhood would be good, I just didn't know how good. It's a great vantage point from here, even if I'm not laying down on the floor.
These photos are from a few weekends ago, when breakfast time evolved into them turning into cheetahs that lived under the dining room table. They pretend it was a cage that they were not allowed to leave, and requested books, toys, and strawberries. There was a lot of "meowing" from Logan, and a lot of narrating by Sloane: "When a cheetah does this, it means they are hungry." "When a cheetah does this, it means they want more books." etc.
They started slowly turning into cheetahs!
