Play is both easier and harder than we think, precisely because thinking has little to do with it.
The other day while I was with my daughter, she suddenly got pretty agitated with me. At eighteen months, the few words she has are not yet capable of expressing her frustration. Finally, through some charades like acting she made it clear that she wanted me to get out of the rocking chair where I was sitting and join her on the rug.
Symbolically, the message was the same. Come down to my level Dad. And the emotional tone of the moment shifted immediately once I hit the carpet.
What followed was “as if” she said: check out these blocks. Do you like the yellow one? Watch how they fall when I try to stack them. You try. Wow, that’s really high. Whoa…watch out…hahaha. It’s great to have you here Dad. Where have you been anyways?
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