Two weeks ago she suddenly became obsessed with her big Lego-like blocks. She built all day long, making careful color and size coordinated structures.
Last Sunday it was a day with her dolly. She spent the morning giving the doll a bath, rocking her, and putting her to bed. She then insisted on taking the doll to church for more of the same. And she sat in the pew like an adult, instead of sitting Indian style on the seat.
Today it's all about the blocks wagon, which has sat in the living room untouched for months. She's spent the last 2 hours pushing and pulling said wagon around and around the house.
Wish I knew what prompts it; I could bottle it and make a fortune.
