I’m sure most little kids have awesome imaginations, so it might sound overproud-daddyish of me (yeah I just coined that term) to say my son has an awesome imagination. He does, though. He can play out epic scenes with his toys, or with invisible friends (and especially invisible enemies). I like to think he’ll be into all sorts of creative pursuits — drawing perhaps, like I was when I was a kid. He sees dragons in clouds and I get all giggly. That’s my boy.
Today he was having a bath and had just dumped half a bottle of kiddie shampoo into the path of a furiously flowing tap, creating impressive mountains of soap suds. “Look Daddy!” he shrieked. “This like snow!”
“Wow,” I said, “look at that! Yes! It’s snow!”
Suddenly he stopped jumping up and down, shot me a ‘what you talkin’ bout, Willis’ look and said, “Um…no, Daddy. This soap.”
Whatever. Come on, he sees dragons in clouds. Tee hee!
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that is some imagination indeed provided the boy has never seen snow! well the real thing anyways :)