This morning, after trying to ignore John for about an hour (it was 7:00), he came back into the bed and was humming and beeping and making all kinds of noises.  I turned over to see what he was up to, and he had a calculator and was pretend playing on “his gameboy”.

“I’m the blue guy, Mom,” he said.

“Can I be the red guy?”  I asked.

“No.  There’s only one guy,” he said.  Then he made crashing noises (spitting in my face as he did it) and said, “there goes that rock.”

This went on for several minutes, with me throwing out suggestions, like, “watch out for that rabbit,”  CRASH!, or “there’s a car,”  CRASH.  It was quite immaginative, and very fun to see him pretending like that.

Then I won’t have to feel bad that I’m too cheap to buy him a game boy. He can just play the calculator!