Yesterday, Peter started jogging in place. "Is not workeen!" he says. "What's not working?" I ask. "I run! I need-- batteries!" I laughed to myself for a minute before removing an imaginary template in his back and placing two new 'batteries' in him. He shot off down the hall, but came back quickly to say "Is not workeen!" with a big grin on his face.
I love to see his imagination expanding.
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