Last night Littlest had a gym class that my husband took him to. I stayed home with Oldest. He was getting restless during dinner, so I asked him if he new how to make paper airplanes. He did not.
We got out some paper and I proceeded to show him where to fold the paper. He thought it was "kinda cool". Our airplane flew around the kitchen, then the living room. Soon his was the Scooby Doo plane and mine was the Backyardigans plane and they were chasing each other.
They crash landed in Dinosaur world. My next idea was to get some of his dinosaurs out. They chased they planes for a bit, but it morphed into dinosaur school time. The moving T-rex was the teacher and the others were the class. They were headed to a field trip to the dinosaur museum, which in their world would just be the museum. Tomorrow would be bike day. He did a great job at controlling the class and answering the little dinosaurs questions.
Our hour went by so quickly that Littlest got back from class. Tired and ornery. He had had a long day. Time for Littlest to go to bed.
My husband took Oldest out to ride his bike for a bit then came back in to play a dinosaur card game for a while.
Great night using our imagination.
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