Yellow Bee

Annemieke's imagination has really been blossoming lately, and her imaginative play and stories have become more complex. The other day while I was pushing her on the swing, she told me that she wanted me to "push me in swing so high, into SPACE!" with a dramatic skyward gesture with her hand. Then she told me she would go to the moon and to a comet.

I caught one of her little stories on video in the car this morning. I'll add subtitles later, but if you turn it up you can tell that she is saying. I don't even know where she got the idea, but apparently when she gets older she is going to turn into a yellow bee and grow wings under her arms, and fly over houses and into trees. I seriously have no idea where she comes up with some of this stuff.