Tasha and the Mountian

Everyone was gone this afternoon, so Tasha and I were having dinner alone. Tasha ia a great conversationalist. Her mom recently brought her a new WII (Well, I am not sure if the WII was for Tasha or mom and Uncle Eric)
Anyway, she spends hours playing it She will forget to eat, forget everything just so she can bowl.

She is very good at too. She actually beat Uncle Eric by Three points one day.

Back to today. Today we were having dinner, she had been upstairs playing a game about mountain climbing, so in the middle of chatting about normal everyday 4 year old things, she brok e in and told me:
"Nanny the people on the mountain went to jail,?"
Startled, I look up and said "What people?"
The people on the mountain.
What were you watching?
She signed the heavy sighof a 4 year old who is totally misunderstood by  in her life, and patiently explained to me she was not watching TV, she was playing a game.

Ohhhhh. Silly Me.

She went on to tell me a story of two people who went to the top of the mountain, and fell down. the police came and took them to jail.

I stopped her. "Jail Why?"

Because, she sign tiredly, they didn't follow directions, that why they fell.

Okay, make sense.

 The gist of the story was the boys fell down the mountain , then they went to jail because they did not follow directions. Her imaginary friend got them out of the, the policeman gave them all candy int he end.

"What did you do after, theat?" I asked her
"I went home,. I was tired

Did you go to bed?

No, I had Cake.

then she was up and off on another track.

The wonders of Childhood make believe and Monday morn in Charleston

Monday Morning  it really looks and feels like fall in Charleston. Cloudy, a little cool and the leaves are vibrant.

So fall is here.

Tasha has gotten extra energy. She has discovered gymnastics, well sort of. She saw a little girl on TV flying and has now decided she will be a Gymnast. So i have been watching her fly off the sofa, through the air, and roll on the wood floors.
Needless to say her mom and I stay in prayer.

I like to remember when Denise and her siblings were little. they had imaginations that delighted me. I remember when they were about 7, 8 and 9 They all decised they were going to open an office they built desks in the basement out of boxes and each one had a desk.

Eric was the "owner" of the company and everyday for about a week they went down into the basement and "worked" I hadn't and still today haven't the faintest idea what they were working on, exactly, but they worked hard. They each sat at their desks, and talked on the phone mostly while writing stuff on paper.

Eric put on his suit and tie, the girls wore nice "work" clothes the office was quite busy.

I love imaginations  I hate the world ends up in reality and the kids have to find out life is not as it seems when you are little.

Tasha has a great imagination. She has an imaginary friend who goes everywhere with her. I like Little girl, because if I tell little girl she needs a nap then Tasha needs one to: its okay if little girl has to go first.

Today Tasha and Little girl have been singing yo Gabba Gabba songs, that hasn't been to pleasent because Little girl .I guess, sings off key, it can't be Tasha off key right?

Tasha's mom has started selling Avon and so Tasha has been delivering mail and selling AVON to me. I have received so much mail and brought so much AVON I  will own the company, Tasha's part anyway.

Isn't it sad kids have to grow up and find out life isn't perfect? Don't you wish your kids will always be as warm and safe as when you tuck them in at night?

And don't you wish they never had to learn that Reindeer don't fly, Cinderella didn't live happily ever after, and the reality of what happened to Bambi's mom?

Childhood. God says we should believe in him like a child believes, don't you wish we still could?