The Icing of Disbelief

It's actually quite simple, really.  The boys wanted some cake.  We needed a reason to have cake - I'm not sure why that is, in retrospect - so...

It is a very good idea to have an imaginary bear make your cakes when you are a very bad baker.  I believe he baked it for his own birthday.

When I showed it to the boys they went right along with the story of how Bear-Bear and I made it and argued over who would do the writing on the cake - he won.  I even put a little flour on Bear-Bear's nose to add a bit of realism.

I will continue to aid them in suspending their disbelief.

The magic is in the making, or the baking in this case.

Why?

Indeed, why?

To celebrate.  To cherish.  To honor.

To show them that they are loved, with actions and props and stories and stuffed animals in the kitchen.

Plus... he's a really sweet bear. 


From Marci's "... things you don't expect to hear from the backseat ..." 

Nick (age five):  ...my pretend mama told me a joke:  "You can't go to bed without your grill."  Hahahahahahaha...

I don't get it, I'll ask Mom...


Thanks for stepping in today.  I know you've a lot to do and I appreciate you taking the time to take a look here.