Monday, November 9, 2015

A little story

My grandchildren, 6 and 7, were playing, she with her dolls and he with his army men. My granddaughter brought me a box she wanted to make into a mall, which we did. A few minutes later she had opened the mall and he had provided the security forces with his men around and on the roof of the mall.

I remember plenty of play scenarios from my younger days, but never that one.

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