Yesterday, my Three Year Old Friend came over to play.
We had a wonderful time together.
She brought me up to date on her life. She now goes potty all by herself, goes to school with the big kids and was a unicorn for trick-or-treat.
Together we raked leaves, pulled weeds and blew bubbles outside.
Inside, we dressed the paper doll in the sticker book, rubberstamped the characters from the Lion King, and looked at books. She isn't much into reading, although she did bring me a book that she told me was her FAVORITE. It was Aristotle's "On Man in the Universe".
We wore our mink hats and she danced with wild abandon to the pre-programed tune on my keyboard. She wanted me to dance, but that would have just been unsightly. I played Beethoven for her, but that just didn't fit her dancing inclinations.
Every empty basket and box she found she declared to be a 'treasure box'. She filled these up with treasure. She thinks my house is FILLED with treasure. I thought so too.
But then, she left.
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3 comments:
As my husband is an INTJ, I so see him as you write about your interactions with little kids. You seem fully engaged with your little friend when she's there. I have an ever-present 3-year-old with my, my Noah. It is a delightful age.
BTW, does e-journaling ever frighten you? My INTJ husband absolutely hates the idea of exposing his private life to the public. He cannot understand why I e-journal. He sees only the potential dangers in it, even though I've kept our identities under wraps. Do you get where he's coming from?
I'm someone who suffers from episodes of agoraphobia. Blogaphobia hasn't hit me yet. I know a few people who wish it would though!
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