Dragons and Aussie's City

Greg asked me to put in a couple of stories that he witnessed about the kids...and I said, "GET YOUR OWN BLOG" LOL...No I didn't! But I did tell him he needed to write them, because I couldn't do them justice.

So here they are:

Last week, Austin and Mason were building a castle with their colorful cardboard blocks. They had built an elaborate castle with a tall orange cylinder for a tower. They were throwing little coins or objects down into the cylinder, like a chimney. When I asked what they were putting down there, Austin told me they put a dragon and a bad dream down under the castle. I guess they were locking them in the dungeon so they couldn’t get out and scare them. I thought that was pretty unusual, being able to take their fears and give them personas, then put their fears under their control by locking them away. The next day, Austin took two big cushiony shape blocks that he called a dragon and a bad dream, and dropped a bigger block on top of them and then he sat down on the whole pile, keeping that dragon and the bad dream locked down.
The day after that, Mason and Austin built another tower with their blocks and they threw a monster down to the bottom of the tower and locked him up. I asked them what the monster looked like, and Mason said it had blue eyes, and Ashley said it had purple skin and it’s very, very angry. Then the kids pretended to throw a lot of balls down into the tower so the monster could play, and they said he was happy now. I think they also threw down some popcorn.

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Aussie’s City

Aussie woke up the other day. He had spent his first waking moments building a city block out of his colored cardboard blocks. He had several skyscrapers and the orange cylinder. He pointed at one tower and told me that’s were a baseball player lives. Then he pointed at some other blocks and said that’s where friends live. He told me the cylinder was a bank and pointed to some blocks and said, “Here are some girls’ rooms, and here are some boys’ rooms, and here are some more girls’ rooms.” He informed me that there were no basketball players living there. I asked him if the friends who lived there were church friends or school friends or other friends. He said church friends lived there, and just some other friends.