I love to see my kids (5.5 boy and 2.5 girl) really playing together. Like, real imaginative play. They were up in my daughter’s room playing “sleep” for an hour and it was the cutest thing in the world. And it made my heart happy. Happy that they were getting along. Happy that they were actually playing together. (“tuck me in,” “now tuck me in!”) Happy that they were using their imagination and didn’t even need real toys, just pillows and blankets and maybe a few stuffed animals. Happy that it didn’t take a screen.
It didn’t last forever…even as I type this blog, they are now fighting and crying. But at least there was a little childhood magic happening for a brief time. And I got it on video as proof 😉
Pretending to be a functioning adult is exhausting 
Those are the best moments. My girls are 11 and 14, and I still catch moments like that.
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An hour is a long time for little ones! Good for them!
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Well…maybe it wasn’t an hour…it could have been 10 minutes,lol! But it felt like an hour with how nicely they were playing!
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Unrelated- thanks for your help tonight. I really appreciate it. I’m off to go play sleep. I’m very good at it.
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No worries about last night!
And look at you commenting! And even tying in to the subject. You just can’t help it, can you?
Hope everything is going as well as it can.
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I love this. This is how my girls mostly play – they play ‘family’ and ‘swim lessons’ and ‘school.’ It really is so cute.
They also slip into fighting pretty quickly as well. :0
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It’s the nature of siblings, isn’t it?!?!
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