Maggie made a house in the backyard. She dragged all the outside furniture (that's not, say, 100 lbs) and toys over to her lot and built herself an abode. It's tough to see, but she also has a garage back there for her car. She's getting into pretend games more these days. Often she pulls out all sorts of blankets and pillows and arranges them on the floor for her stuffed animals and me to take naps. We have to follow a specific protocol, of course. And lately she's gotten into animal play. She'll go for a half hour at a time imagining she's a pig or a cat, crawling around making animal noises.
Oh, and she's added a new one to her "I don't want to go to bed" repertoire. "I'm scared." It's pretty funny to see. She stands in her doorway and badly tells us this lie. Then you should see Bill run to his little girl with promises of bedtime stories and cuddles. We'll see how long this one works.
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