Ever wonder what a psychoanalyst/therapist type person might say if they observed your children playing for a day? After the last time I found the "daddy" in a slightly compromising position, I decided to take a random sampling of Reese's dollhouse people.
Now I'm no professional, but here are my observations anyway...
Daddy taking a nap on the sofa.
Mommy doing dishes.
Mommy making dinner for the little girl.
...And where is Daddy?
Watching TV.Eventually, the girls go to bed (I wasn't around to photograph/document who was in charge of THAT operation, but judging by what we see in the above photos, I'm guessing it was Mommy)
Who joins Daddy to watch more TV.
Meg: Reese, who is that on the sofa?
It's you and Daddy, watching a Mommy show. (what we use to refer to anything we don't let them watch...pretty much anything that isn't a cartoon or sports)
Meg: Well if that's Me, and that's Daddy, then who's that other lady on the chair?
Reese: That's Kasey! Jimmie's in Panama.
so there you go, Kasey...not only do you get to see
our world through the eyes of a 4 yr old, but you get to see
yours, too!
Another day, Reese gives us a preview of coming attractions. A look into the future, after Brother has arrived...
Reese: Waah! Waaah! Waaa! (crying)
Meg: What's going on in here? Are you ok? What's the matter?
Reese: Oh, it's not me, it's Brother. He just won't stop crying because he is hungry.
And then I see this:
Other play scenes from the future after Brother arrives:
At least he wasn't gagged.
Mrs. Gloop: Augustus, don't eat your fingers!
