The 2-year old

In the past few months, we've been noticing in K a wonderful new thing that's developed out of nowhere - Imagination.

It started off slowly -- he's been playing with his miniature cars and pretending they made a vrooming sound; he has had a pretend-dispenser for rice & porridge in his toy kitchen because he couldn't be bothered to cook; he has always insisted that Humpty Dumpty did get fixed by the horses & the men after he got an 'ow'; and our coffee-table has been a train-tunnel for many months now. The other day, he held his toy-broom in front of his nose & said, "Mama, I become elephant", and then the same broom was held in his hand & he said, "Mama, I play guitar". The poor grammar aside, he uses his imagination very cleverly.

I think K (and I suspect its true for all toddlers) doesn't need toys or "things" at all to amuse himself (its probably just the working mom over-compensating for not being home all the time). And I can't help but feel at least a little envious of his fun & uncomplicated world where people & things are whatever he wants them to be. I hope he never loses this very-own-private-world-of-possibilities.