So my new favorite playtime I've maybe ever experienced in the history of my child care happened the other day at work with my Special C that we're calling Genevieve. It started with a classroom scene with my girl using teddy bears as babies and I was the teacher. Normal enough, right? But with this girl, the scenes quickly and drastically change. I guess it wasn't so normal though, even at this point, with me offering number puzzle pieces for lunch. "Threes were the best." Then came the fingers (from the hand) for our protein. Then it was my turn to be the kid and she the teacher. Then she became my mom. ... Then she turned into a puppy and I was to walk around and find her and adopt her. (She likes to dictate what happens in our playtime. Like "say 'oh how I wish I could see a ballerina fairy princess!'" ... Then to my luck there's a ballerina fairy princess right in front of my eyes!) I try to push my own creativity in as m...
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