the land of make-believe
Nora has learned to pretend; this happens far earlier than I’d have imagined during a child’s cognitive development. Or she’s been pretending for a long time and she’s just become sufficiently verbal to convey irreality? I don’t know.
She’ll lay her doll down on a pillow and tell us “shhhhhhh! baby sleeping”. This morning she spent several minutes pretending she was crashing into her bedroom wall and falling over while yelling “nora boom!”. Here’s a photo from this past weekend when she climbed into a milk crate and began pretending to drive: steering gestures, yelling *beep* *beep*, bobbing from side to side, etc. She learned to pretend drive from her Baba (sometimes the jokes practically write themselves and the true sign of wit is to leave them unsaid –formless but inescapable).
Nora also acted as general contractor for our pantry installation this weekend. Here’s a shot of my feet preparing to hang new cabinets and Nora explaining how to proceed. When I finished she ran around the kitchen yelling “yay, dada! yay, dada!” which is pretty good for employee morale.
