Samantha has found a new hero of late, Buzz Lightyear from Toy Story. Today, she found it among the toys we have saved from twenty to thirty years ago, and even not so far back, because I am guessing that Buzz is younger.
Samantha is really into hiding. So we put up a tablecloth and set it up so we could go inside. Once inside, I asked her if she needed a lamp and a blanket. She said yes, but quickly divested herself of the lantern. She did take Buzz inside and talked to him incessantly.
While taking him around to different locations in the house and inside the shelter we set up, Samantha was weaving stories, something she has been doing for a bit. Some of it I can understand, other parts, not so much. She seems to be mimicking us; it is absolutely fascinating how language development is. She is telling him to come with her, to climb, to fly, etc. It is adorable. She is having a relationship and communication with him. Imagination is amazing and I want her to maintain it as long as she can. I only wish I were privy to all that is going on in that intelligent head!