Must Be Her Imagination

Alice has an extremely vivid imagination. She is detailed and committed in her play. She gets extremely put-out with you when you don't know where the story she has in her head is going.

She often has "attend" (pretend) playmates. Sometimes they're sisters or brothers. Sometimes they're her kids (she calls them her "bubs" like I call her, melts my heart) and I'm the Nana. Sometimes it's a party or a wedding we're going to. The other day she came running in saying there were snakes in her room. I asked her to clarify between real or pretend. She said "attend snakes" (Mardi Gras beads). Oh, thank goodness. 

She seems to be a bit more timid at school than she is as home. However, she's starting to talk to them a lot more. 

Yesterday at pick up, Mrs. Christy said, "okay, I have to ask you something."

Oh great..... 

"Does she have a friend or a family member named Belle?"

Me "no."

She then goes on to tell me how Alice talked to them for 30 minutes about her sister Belle and how she hurt herself and had to ride in the Hospital Car (ambulance) and the ride was bumpy. She described everything in detail, without skipping a beat. She talked about how Belle sometimes has blue hair and so on. She was so convincing that they were sure she had recently ridden in an ambulance.

They said she never hesitated or stopped so they really couldn't tell if she was telling the truth or not. 

The only pause she took was to ask Mrs. Karen "are you yistening to me?"

The teachers spent some time trying to see where the story would go and eventually Alice mentioned that Belle had a little sister named Cinderella and all teachers felt that there is no way parents would do that to their kids. 

Mrs. Kelly ended up asking, "Alice, is this for real or pretend?"

Alice said, "attend!"

They thought it was hilarious. She talked the entire time and they're pretty sure she only stopped because it was time to eat lunch. 

They were all extremely impressed with her details and Mrs. Christy thinks she should be a writer. 

Oh be still my heart, I hope so.

Her commitment to the stories dancing through her head will probably be why we spend most of our lives asking "real or not real" like broken Peeta. 

But it's a wondrous thing to watch. 

Until next time....