The Land of Make Believe

Chrissy is very rarely, well, Chrissie. For the majority of the day Chrissie is usually some other lovely character that she has read about in books, seen in a movie, or heard about. However, she does not leave the rest of us in our own dreary lands. Happily, she brings us all into her fanciful land by assigning us a character and then insisting we act our part (fortunate for Matthew he is always "baby something")
After Disney World she was a princess. Rick was her prince. I was usually the godmother. And Matthew was the "baby godmother." However, the roles were never permanent. At times, I was the prince and Rick the godmother. And we lived in a castle.

At Christmas, she was elf Jingle. Rick was Santa Clause. I was the mama bear. And Matthew was the "baby bear" (naturally). Daisy (our dog) was bells the reindeer (all characters from a made-up story I would tell her at bedtime). And we lived in a cottage.

After we acted out the nativity at Christmas, she was Mary. I was "Moses," ("Chrissie, I believe it is Joseph." "No, mom, it's Moses.") And Matthew was baby Jesus.

Presently our roles are constantly changing by the minute. I go from being a prince, to a bear, to "Moses", to Mary Poppins, and more recently, to being "Chrissie," all in one day.
Chrissie has taken to the idea of being a "mommy." According to Chrissie, this role grants her such privileges as drinking from a glass cup, eating from a "glass" plate, eating with a "glass" fork, walking across the street without holding hands, and not sitting in her car seat because she is too big. Her response to every wish is, "because I'm a mommy." It's no surprise, she is more often the "mommy" than any other character.
How lucky I am to always be in her land of make believe. It's a far better way to spend the day.