Pretty Pathetic

Posted on August 1, 2011


The Girl plays with her plastic figurines, some wheels, and a construction hat. These are her friends for the next few days as things get packed.

We remarked on it when we first started packing.

It all came down to a few tiny boxes.  That’s all she had left.

She had a small tin box of plastic toys.

She had a few puzzles.

She had a box of dress-up clothes and costumes.

She had the art supplies.

It was that small tin box sitting in the middle of the floor that made it seem so sad.

Her whole room is now packed into one suitcase, two art supply boxes, and that small box of toys.

She now likes to find things to play in her fantastical world.

Today she said the following things when she was immersed:

repeat in tiny girly princess play voice

Pink Unicorn Pony – I like Obama! Do you like Obama!

Blueberry Muffin – I like Obama, too! Yeah! Ooooh!

Pink Unicorn Pony – You be the mommy!

Blueberry Muffin – Okay, but I don’t want to be the mommy! I’ll be the daddy!

Pink Unicorn Pony – Okay, Yeah!!!!

This was all while Pinkie and Blue were riding caster wheels from the bottom of a laundry rack.

She’s left to play with a construction hard-hat, four caster wheels, found objects like rolls of tape, and remote controls.  These become modes of transportation, magic castles, forts, and ramps.

There’s something wonderful watching a child create play out of random objects in the house.  There’s something wonderful in knowing that she is so pleased with so little.

Appa hopes that soon, in our new home, I’ll be able to give her more.

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