Free Play Time

In an effort to make our home not so small, little brothers not so destructive, and imaginative play not so impossible, the classroom has graciously accepted its new role as land of infinite possibilities for those old enough to live within the rules, from Friday afternoon until Sunday evening.

Peter and Isabelle have greatly appreciated a land where horse and train can roam free of Lula monsters, as Daniel calls her, and forced evacuations caused by two year old nap times, an unfortunate side effect of shared rooms.


I on the other hand, realized a minor flaw in my efforts to create yet another room in our home, as I gazed at the door, behind which were six loads of my Friday pre-weekend laundry wash, all six of which would need to be navigated through the snares of trains, towers, horse and cattle.