
I came downstairs after vacuuming to find my oldest two giddy with excitement. They had spent previous hours in the basement dressing up in old costumes and had now reinvented their own wardrobes. "Look! Mom!" they ordered.


I had a hard time stifling my laughter as I evaluated their git-up. They were either some fast moving cattle rustlers, living high on their stolen wealth or the fast talking auctioneers who wear their Sunday's best in the livestock ring.
Either way, they were having an absolute blast giggling and playing together. Who knew entertainment could come so easily some times?
And then there are days when we can't drive 3 minutes without my older one begging to watch a movie in the car. I explained that we never had tv's in the car when I was growing up and I turned out alright. See, I'm an old fashioned mom I told him to look out the window. See what he could see. Figure out how to get home if I forgot the way.
As a mom, I take responsibility for cultivating the innate imaginations that kids are blessed with. How do you do it?