I immediately asked Brychan to start picking up the pillows because (for the zillionth time) "we do not play with the couch cushions". However. He started explaining to me that this was his dam that he had made in the river with sticks and dirt and mud to keep the water out. Soooo...the teacher in me won out, and the mom in me took a back seat. How could I interrupt such good play?!? And now my little beaver is chasing dinosaurs out of his little dam. Who knew?
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