I was hoping he wanted to "play house" but he actually wanted me to wrap him in a blanket while he did this really irritating pretend cry. Which was very sweet and funny and it kept his attention for quite a while.
When I went to bed that night, I was ecstatic for all the pretend play that lies ahead: Restaurant. Fire station. Explorers. House. I was also a tiny bit sad. There is no denying the fact that this big boy is a boy. Not a baby.
And today we played trains on our make shift train table. I love these days of playing together. This guy is my best little buddy right now.