It is the end of the year and I am a little tired. I think we all are. We have been busy, eating all sorts of yummy (read: super sweet) treats, and completely off our routine. We are all a little cranky and, simply put, off kilter.
Yesterday, I realized what is missing – organic, unstructured play. We have been so busy having fun, we haven’t had time to have fun. So this morning the youngster and I came outside – no expectations, no plans, just two folks hanging out in the yard – and it was glorious. He played under his climbing dome, dug a trench for army men, and did some whittling (after selecting the perfect branch for a sword, of course). We listened to birds chirp, appreciated the morning fog, and laughed and talked.
Isn’t it so nice when after a busy season we can come back to a routine that feels like home? Play does not have to be elaborate to be powerful. How are you exercising your superpower of play to end this year?
The Superpower of Play 