Now that Alivia is old enough to play pretend I really enjoy
listening to the things that she comes up with.
Today she was playing with Luc
in the house area of our play room. The
baby they were playing with was apparently being very very naughty. They kept tell her no, and not nice, and placing
her in time out. It then escalated to
spanking the baby I sat and watched and listened for a while. Eventually I asked them to please use kind
words and be nice to the baby. But soon
enough everything went back to the way of the dramatic. I know at their age much of what they see
they mirror in play. I wonder how
Alivia sees her relationship with me? Does
she see me as only the person who disciplines and fusses at her? I know that cannot be completely true because
I am the first person she calls for when she has fallen down and hurt
herself. I also am the preferred person
to snuggle up with on the couch. My thoughts
then wonder if maybe we as humans just run towards the dramatic. Is it part of our sin nature? Is a story still a great story if there is
only happy? Would the three little pigs be
a frequently told story if there was no big bad wolf? What about Goldie Locks? What if she woke up and left house before the
bears ever got home? Just some thoughts.
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