Our good friends, Doug & Johnny, who gave us last week’s date night, have given us many gifts over the last 6 months. One of which was this amazing set of squirrels in honor of our own little Squirrel. Like a squirrel hoarding her nuts, I have kept these little cuties locked up tight. Mine! I didn’t want her to have them.
This morning, she found them. I told her, “Doug and Johnny saw them and were reminded of me. You know…how I like to call you “Squirrel” sometimes. She smiled. She loved that.
She played with them for sooooooo long. In fact, I left her with them to take my shower and, as I am coming out of the shower, I hear Allison’s voice say:
“No hitting. Hitting hurts. Please stop.”
“You two have to work on your relationship problems.”
“Even though you are hitting, you are still a good squirrel and I love you.”
She had entered into an imaginative play scenario where the two squirrels were fighting. Allison grabbed my stuffed elephant, Mai Tai, and made her the teacher, helping them work through the conflict. Not only did the Squirrel immediately take to these new toys, she was able to access that magical inner wisdom that kids get and use the squirrels to get to work playing through her own hitting issues at school.
Oh. My. God.
Well, I guess I may have to give up my squirrels to the Squirrel. They are clearly her power animal. At least I still have Mai Tai.
She can’t take her away from me.