Our kids have imaginative ways of entertaining themselves. They have been playing with these plastic cups for days.
Mark and I also have imaginations hiding away somewhere. Pretty wussy ones, although they are way funnier late at night. This was at about 10:30 last night when all our other kids were in bed and we were getting ready to feed Luke his beddy bye bottle. I made some remark that his jammies were soft, and somehow it morphed into memories of that Bugs Bunny cartoon where he gets mauled by the Abominable Snowman. Anyway, Luke loved being a bunny wabbit. And you can tell by his face who he (rightly!) thinks is the center of the universe. Me.