I have been known to make up a story or two, maybe more. Ok, alot more than maybe. I make up stories all the time. I spin them alot. Sometimes I crack myself up and everything. Maybe it's a bit Peter Panny, the whole not wanting to grow up thing. Who knows? I think its probably fun to live in Never Never land. Anyhow this week I am indeed grateful for
1. my imagination, I have been spinning a few stories this week along with little animal pals to go with them.


these imagings will end up on the fabbo school canteen blackboard, Hector has alot more friends popping into my head too, so I'll share them with you from time to time.
the number 2 thing I'm grateful for this week is the imaginings of Miss Muffet- this one gets tricky, kinda. Yesterday we had a bit of a car trip so Miss Muffet asked for pen and paper, I handed over the blue post it notes (supposed to be for groceries and important forgetful information) and a pen. Whilst scooting up the highway, Miss Muffet asked me to spell a few words and then wha-la, eight post it notes later we have a story about mermaids and a secret and an enemy and a saved day!! A gosh lovely little imaging by her. She read it out loud whilst we were still travelling and I was super excited for her. How cool. Then, there is a flipside, not a bad flipside just a I'm-not-sure-whether-to-believe-you-flipside. the tricky bit I guess. You see her brother had a day off school this week he was a little unwell and by the end of the day had recovered just fine, but much to I think her delight Miss Muffet thought she would tell his friends he fell out of a tree and was in hospital, suffice to say when they saw him in the afternoon they all rushed and "Are you ok? Are you ok?" was asked and asked. Dazed and confused his reply was "yeah" then the tree falling story came out!! Here's the thing, we have spoken to Miss Muffet the whole the boy who cried wolf and Henny Penny and she totally gets it but it doesn't change her imaginings/story tellings. She is very, very good and convincing. I think sometimes I entertain her stories a little too much, then I think your not a kid for long so I let her go......and how can I be cross when I do the same??
Yesterday I was simply proud and here is one of the post its, I'm going to keep them in a safe place. I'm so very grateful for her imagination. It makes me smile and sometimes worry all at once!

Are you grateful this week, pop over here and play along if you are.