I love making stories at bedtime! Found that it makes for a little rambunctiousness at times but this is a wonderful game that keeps us parents interested.
“Mommy, will you play with me?” Is the question I hear most. It’s a question that comes when I’m reading, or checking facebook, or trying to remember and write down that great idea I had on the elliptical, or making dinner. Steeped in my own thoughts, the question breaks through, and I feel several answers vying for reply.
“Not right now” is a classic reply. We all have things to do, I can’t always drop that stuff and play. Lots of times I don’t want to play. What is play, anyway, what does a grown up do when she plays? It’s not drive hot wheels cars along a raceway patterned carpet, that’s for sure. When I say it, “not right now,” I feel guilty somehow, like I’m negligent. I remind myself that I’m not responsible for my child’s entertainment. For his growth, behaviour, nutrition, cleanliness, and lots of other things…
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