Caroline's "Computer"

[puppetmaker]

Yesterday Caroline informed me that she created a computer for her. It consists of her Diego Colorform Box on its side so it looks like a screen and a pink metal fauchon box that she got from who knows where. The metal box is the "keyboard". She has been "typing" on the box and telling me what she is doing on her computer including who she has gotten e-mail from and what she said in reply. She has been quite content playing with it.

Yesterday she took her exercise mat and my throw blanket and put it over the coffee table and the couch creating a cave for her and her stuffed animals. It reminded me of these large "junk" games I use to play as a kid. I honestly don't remember who named them junk games but I am assuming that it would be one of my parents. But we had a whole bunch of toys and stuff that we use to turn into anything we could imagine. Nice to know that those genes passed onto the next generation.

I am grateful for junk games and the next generation of them.

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[readinggeek451]

You and I used to do the "drape a big piece of cloth over furniture as a private play-area" trick, too. I think it was sheets; I know we did it in your basement.

[puppetmaker40.livejournal.com]

It was an old white chenille bedspread that had been on my parent's bed until we moved to Lullwater and they got new furniture so it didn't fit anymore.

I was talking to my mother this morning about the junk games and she reminded me that we were only allowed to keep them up for a week. On Saturday, we had to clean the whole place up.

I was rather lucky that I had that basement to play in when I was growing up. Most families don't have that kind of room.

[readinggeek451]

Bedspread! Now I remember. It draped very well. And the basement made a cool play area. Were we allowed to leave the horse's names on the "stalls", or did we have to clean those up, too?

I had the playroom until I was about 10 or 11, when it became J's bedroom. Before that, we shared a room.

[puppetmaker40.livejournal.com]

That was her once consession during the summer. We did get to keep the names tacked down. But we did have to pick up the horses.

Speaking of which, guess who's daughter is becoming a horse nut?

[readinggeek451]

We had to pick up the purely imaginary horses? ;)

All little girls are horse nuts. That's not so much genetic as it is sex-linked.