From a parenting standpoint, it appears that speech and imagination are directly related.
In the not-so beginning, there were only a few words, parroting back what was heard.
Then, we progressed on to more and more words, phrases and sentences even, strung together by growing minds.
Creative play began to grow, initially repeating things seen on tv or read in books. We were (and still are) constantly amazed by the amount of information toddler brains can retain.
And then true original thought emerged. Stories we had never heard before, elaborate playscapes created out of blankets or an old shoelace. Despite what you read here, we do give them real toys too, I promise!
When they're not at each other's throats, these two nearly-three year olds have some amazing adventures together.
Wednesday - I filled up a 3.5 gallon bucket of water for the kids to play with on the back porch. The kids alternated who was being Jesus, washing each other's feet. "Momma, we're being Jesus, just like He washed the Apostles' feet!"
Thursday - clad in rain boots and fireman hats, carrying fireman axes and an ever trusty "rope" (the aforementioned shoelace), the kids hunted dragons for a good hour. The story line changed a little as the play progressed. Sometimes the dragons were good, sometimes the dragons were bad. And occasionally, the twins became dragons and came to roar at me while I was cooking dinner.
Friday - The kids like it when Bryan or I pretend to sleep and then wake up having a bad dream. Cora and Mac will then rush over, ask us what our dream was about, pat us soothingly, and then tell us to go back to sleep.
Episode 1: I "dreamed" I was a bird in a nest and a big cat was coming to eat me. My protectors yelled "kill it!" and rushed away to get "poison". They proceeded to climb on the bed carrying their "poison"-filled teacups and hurled the potion at the ceiling fan, saving me from all predators. we're not a violent family; I don't routinely, or really ever shout out "kill it!"
Episode 2: Mac pretended to have a bad dream. "Momma, Momma, I dreamed I was a bowl of ice cream and someone was trying to eat me!"
I'm watching brains grow and minds develop. And it's incredible.