I can still vividly remember the games I used to play as a child. We had an old battered suitcase stuffed full of old clothes – including my mum’s wedding dress – that we used to dress up in. My friends, sister and I would pretend to be teachers, hairdressers, doctors, fairies, witches – the list was endless. Some of those imaginary games still seem so real that I can remember the pretend names I gave myself (Fifi was a favourite!) and the names of my dolls and teddies.
Frog has been immersed in her own imaginary world for a while now, but it’s only been recently that I’ve had a proper glimpse into it. This summer has seen her start to tell her own stories, featuring her new friend “Leo Lion”, along with a whole host of other made up characters. Every bedtime she literally quivers with excitement because, after we’ve read her a story, she gets to tell herself her own story. I walk downstairs to the sound of her talking to herself about fairies and frogs, dragons and Peppa Pig. Continue reading »