Curiouser and Curiouser

I sometimes think Ethan's world is a little like a storybook.  All of these curious creatures and things helping him along his way.   Winnie the Pooh helping soothe him to sleep. His fire truck racing along side of him in his adventures throughout the day.  The sheet that calls him over to play Peek a Boo. He actually holds conversations with these things.  I imagine him telling them about his day. Trying to explain to them why is he upset, or mad, or sad.  I sometimes catch him jabbering away to Pooh (telling him why it is so silly he has to take his nap,of course) in a conversation that only ends with his eyes getting heavy and finally closing. I suppose Pooh Bear offers his sympathy in a way only he could. And lulls him to sleep with stories of the Hundred Acre Woods. And honey.  His fire engine is his running buddy. Back and forth between the rooms, vroom vroom they go, sirens blaring.  Off to some exciting adventure or another, I'm sure. He always seems to find something to get into while playing with it.  That fire engine is a bad influence, I tell you!  We have a sheet hanging down from his window to block some of the hot sun from his nursery. He loves to go over to that sheet and bury his head and play Peek A Boo.  He gets so worked up hiding his little face.  Bouncing up and down on his knees, trying to be taller than he is.  That sheet is his friend. She makes him happy, and excited,and carefree. I can just hear her encouraging him, " you can do it, Ethan! stretch just a little further and you can cover your whole face! way to go!"
It is nice Ethan has these things to play with.  They make him happy and comfortable and daring.  They encourage him to try new things.  And that, to me, is what life is all about.