A sunny afternoon so the granddaughter and I ventured out to play. The snow on our sliding hill was so deep we gave up after sinking above our knees several times. But that was okay, my young acrobat was happier climbing over the mountains of piled plowed snow. Luckily I didn’t have to negotiate the ice boulders. She needed me to time her ascents against her imaginary opponents and watch her climb and disappear over the other side. I was needed to interview the champion. How I love watching this imagination in play. I don’t want to over schedule our time together because I want these moments for play to open up. It is fun when she takes the lead. I’m not responsible for entertaining her. We are playing together. My darling and I get to laugh, plan and dream together. What can be better than that?