Along with his adorable freckles, Luke has a wildly vivid, glorious imagination. He can entertain himself for hours with a box, a block, a Matchbox car and a drinking straw.
Or any other random assortment of objects that intrigue him and capture his fancy.
Luckily, there weren't any.
And yesterday afternoon, he drew this:
I can remember days when Luke played for hours with a bowl of water, a leaf and a fork.
When he gets together with his friends, outside, in the afternoon, his world is transformed from a suburban neighborhood to a haunted forest, or a meteorite strewn planetary wasteland. He recently shared that he thought it would be funny if his corn dog turned into a rocket ship and blasted off into outer space.
He sometimes gets frustrated because Curt, who has a much more literal brain, doesn't understand his games of make-believe. But then he just pretends Curt is an alien and he's over it.
Oh to have an imagination like that!