How about, playing House? Julian had tucked Gabriel and Katrina in together on his quilt on the floor.

Then read Katrina a bedtime story.

Later, we went to a friend's post-remodel open house, and got to see a beautiful house that's actually lived in, rather than camped in, as ours is. Thank goodness we did our open house before any of our things -- and us -- were actually in there.
Katrina found a dollhouse in no time. More playing House.

And of course, at home, it's just one big game of House. Furniture repair, box unpacking, shelf adjusting, door-fixing, stuff-sorting, thing-finding....this isn't just playing anymore.
4/5/09
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