“Mama! Today was one of the best days ever!” Will declared as came running inside for dinner.
What did we do that was so fun?
After a delightfully busy month, this week I cleared the schedule. I turned down wonderful sounding events so we could just stay home. Aside from our simple summer routine of memory work, story-time, and chores, I had nothing at all planned.
So the best-day-ever-day was almost exactly like yesterday which was pretty much exactly like the day before.
And yet it wasn’t.
This morning Will was a farmer happily digging up dirt “to sell”. Then he was a king building a castle under the picnic table with Queen Rose.
When rain interrupted the castle construction, we read books that transported us to faraway places.
After naps, he travelled on a Lego airplane to outer space… then hid in a make-believe cave under the stairs. The rain kindly stopped in time for Will to emerge from the cave and build volcanos out of all the dirt he dug up this morning.
We hadn’t really gone anywhere exciting or done anything new. But the mud-covered creature that came running in for dinner (and a shower!) with a huge grin on his face, had travelled around the world and through time. He was happy proof to me that imagination is the best of all toys.
His joy was an acknowledgment that in this fast-paced, electronic-dominated culture, it’s okay to just “do nothing” and let imaginations run wild.