A little world in my garden

Remember what it was like to be young and playing all the time? Completely absorbed in your own imagination. As an adult it takes effort to relax and lose yourself in the moment but when you are young its as natural and regular as breathing. I really love watching it in my boys especially in Isaac now he is older. That is when they are not wrestling each other until someone cries. (Seriously endless wrestling, its it a boy thing?) 

Remember all the things you imagined?...

The characters you could play...

             Exploring the undergrowth...                             Climbing mountains...?

Climbing magic bean stalks...

Tracking through the jungle...

Um being a penguin..?

Hide and seek...

And he's not the only one, my youngest has got a things for cars...

Boy loves to drive...

And back to the wrestling...

But hey a little imagination nudging is never a bad thing.... voila we have a pirate ship...

'Eye eye captain, lots of treasure to be found...'

 There is lots of treasure for them to discover in my garden at the moment...

Plus we have a few little friends as well...

This little dude knows how to make life interesting...

             Have a little nibble...                                         Check who's watching...

            Then mix it up a bit...

What? Why be like every other Tom Dick and Harry...

Why indeed.

 But after all that awesome playtime its bedfordshire for little people...

Remember what it was like to play like that?