Thursday, April 05, 2012

Imagination Exercise

After a long day last week, we sat down for an activity of comfort.
This has got to be one of my favorite things.  Ever.
They bring a stack.
We get lost in it.
Later, I lit a candle, we gathered together and spun tales of our own as the day began to draw to a close.  
Benji told a story about his baby in his clubhouse (finding him there), Isaiah talked about seeing a bright red light in the sky followed by a sleigh and seeing a hat on top -- and getting a ride with Santa Claus.  Mia told a story that for the life of me I can't remember now.
I spun a tale of an old-time village in spring time: a time far distant (it seems) from the times we live in.  Without cars, without airplanes.  Horses and carriages.  An old time general store.  A cobbler shop.  A blacksmith shop.  Orchards and gardens and family breakfasts and working the land.  And about a beautiful orchard that burst into bright blossom in springtime, and a little tree in that orchard that didn't feel important or noticed because he wasn't nearly as big or beautiful as the other trees that surrounded him, until...

You get the idea.
Every time we do this, the kids beg to do it again.

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