Imagination
I love to listen to my children's stories. Fiona was telling one to Bryn in the car tonight- she was expanding on "the Princess and the Pea" - all about what happened to a princess in the woods, arriving at a castle when there was a contest about who was going to marry the prince ("they were very picky about who would marry the prince") and the tests to which all the princesses were subjected - simultaneously, yet without our princess' awareness. You see, the preincess had a lot of allergies and somehow this is what the kingdom was looking for in a desirable bride. At 2 seperate meals a bouquet of flowers were placed in front of each princess' place at the table with a single weed carefully hidden and only our princess detected it's presence with an " A…A.. Achoo, Achoo…")(oh, I forgot that Fiona also had sound effects of first rain splatters, then and full blown thunder storm, all with tapping against the window at varying degrees of intensity. This was while our princess was in peril in the forest). It continued on until almost home - with Bryn enthralled - and I was deprived of hearing Bryn's story by pulling into the driveway. I LOVE how imaginative they are!