I am enjoying this age. We are lucky and exhausted to be doing it again... 10 year gap, we don't always feel lucky.
But I love the magical thinking, the belief they have in you that you can see in their eyes, love. Fairies, and dress ups... The other day I was distracted supervising the bath. He made a pink potion with all the shampoos, cleansers conditioner and a fizzy bomb. Mixed it with a tooth brush and set it aside for a day. Then we had to all be splashed with it with his magic wand. Apparently he made a wish for us to go to a farm. The potion poured on dads feet would drive us to the farm stay.
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We do potions too, one is going to turn Poppy into Shimmer one day (a genie) and Hazel's potion was to turn herself into a practical joker. Well, one worked.
We have a concoction brewing now. It is growing courage and bravery on behalf of big sister, for first day back at school tomorrow after loooong summer holidays.
He also got his favourite rock and squeezed it really hard to give her some of his superpower to carry in her pocket.
We do this with yucky medicine too. He holds an action figure and channels the toughness, to swallow it like the hulk or Iron Man, or a Ninja Turtle... The face is priceless.