We played outside for a nice long time today. We used Dennis' play tower as either an air traffic control tower or as the fire station. He and I took turns being either the Air Traffic Controller (who stood in the tower and directed the 'plane') or being the airplane. The 'plane' got to run around with arms outstretched like wings, making appropriate engine noises, while the controller yelled out where to land or take off. The dog was a plane each time, but he seemed to understand the game--whenever Dennis told him to land, he'd sit, prompting Dennis to encourage him by saying "good airplane". The trouble came when Dennis told him to take off again after he got comfortable! Dennis would say "that plane needs some maintenance" and would climb down and wrestle him until he began running around again. The fire station play was the same as usual: climb up the tower, sound the alarm, slide down the pole, get in the 'truck', make siren noises, arrive on scene, haul out the 'extinguishers' (toy gas pump and large watering can), douse the fire, high five each other, drive back to the station, climb up tower, repeat entire sequence... Big fun! He loves to manage our play, and I love to watch his imagination run wild, so I'm happy to be bossed!
Today he was thankful for "the pumpkins that we got." Tonight we shopped with Gran, and Dennis knows that if he behaves himself, he'll get to look at the toys. We were in Ross, shopping around, when he said "could we please go look at the toys while I'm still being sweet?". He said it was getting hard to keep being good!
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