These darling little children spend all year counting down the days until summer vacation begins, then before you can say, "summer solstice", these little darlings get all whiny with, "I'm bored."..."What can we do?"...."You never take us anywhere."...."There's no one to play with." and "No, I don't want to go to summer school.". And let's not forget the ongoing, never ending battle over too much screen time that takes place at least 20 times a day. Yep, a mere 60 hours after school ended, when I shut down video games, iPods and televisions, Ryan uttered that five letter "b" word, and I wasn't the least bit surprised, in fact, I was expecting it.
Don't get me wrong, Ryan would sometimes gravitate to the train table, but, he didn't play with the trains the same way Kyle did. There was no "toot toot, all aboard", or stopping at the water tank to fill the steam engines up, Ryan would just roll the trains along the track, up and down, round and round. The same held true for the big Tonka Trucks that Kyle spent hours crashing and taking to the gas station to "fill 'er up". Ryan would push the trucks around, but, rarely did the truck "vroom", "beep" or pull up to the gas station. Sometimes Ryan would just lay on his side and watch the wheels on the truck spin round and round. I began worrying about my sanity and my morality when I would sit and watch Ryan and pray that he would just once send that truck over a pretend cliff with it's pretend inhabitants pretend screaming. Sigh.
Why would Ryan feed a stuffed teddy bear a bottle when clearly a stuffed bear does not have an esophagus or a stomach, it is not alive, therefore it can not drink and even if it could, there was no real juice in that bottle anyway? Why would Ryan crash a Tonka Truck off a "cliff" with people screaming for their lives when obviously the coffee table is not a cliff and there is no human small enough to get inside a Tonka Truck? And why in the world, would Ryan have Littlest Pet Shop toys talk to one another when clearly a cat, a lion, and an octopus don't even live in the same habitat, yet alone have the ability to speak.
And I will do my best to convince my darlings that fun can be had using their imaginations and pretending, even if that means chasing down Creepers and Zombies with a Diamond Pick Ax while scripting the latest Gumball Episode versus playing the deadly game of "cops and robbers" or the horribly mundane game of "house". Ryan can use his imagination because he does indeed have one (shhh...remember, don't tell him he's wrong), he just needs to find something or someone worthy of imitating or pretending, and I found out yesterday as I picked weeds, raked up shrub clippings and watered the ferns alone, that landscaper is not one of them.
Only 1,776 hours of "boring" summer vacation left....not that I'm counting.
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