At play

As of late, my two littles have been playing really well together. Not the type of play that they tolerate each other being near, but the type of play that they are interacting with one another.

"You need your lawn mowed?"
"Sure."
"Okay, I'll be right over."
"Want to stay for dinner?
"Sure."
"We have to go to the garden to get what's fresh."
"Okay, I'll go with you."

A world evolving right in their imaginations.  A world where time stops and the play just goes on.

I remember playing like this with my brother when we were  kids. I remember mostly when we were in these little islands of trees in the fields. We'd move rocks, organize sticks, clear paths. We had our whole life planned and in motion. Well, right up until we'd hear "Jacqueline Marie, Matthew John....dinner!"  That would be my mom, who used our full names when she hollered for us.

While I usually opt to do something I need to do sans kids when they are playing so nicely, I really need to just stop and listen to them more often.  It is quite nice losing one's thoughts while becoming so engrossed with their life like pretend play. It's really too good to miss.