Cate has taken to dramatic play in a big way. She shops and cooks and nurses her baby and is a strict piano teacher. Real strict. You don’t want to get in the way of her pointer stick.
Today I took her back to Blythe. To my house on 5th Street.
She hollers for Maddie to come and play.
The lady of the house graciously invites me in.
Hey, I can see you out my window, too. Great fun.
Time to grocery shop.
Do you need anything at the store, Grandy? Oh yes. I would like some bread. Oh-tay.
Wheeling out the groceries. It's hard wert. (work:)
My Cate reminds me that:
We are never more fully alive, more completely ourselves, or more deeply engrossed in anything than when we are at play.
-- Charles Schaefer
Playing with her is the highlight of my day.