This may look like a small plastic toy to you or to me. To James, it is a cell phone.
An ordinary brown leather sofa? Not when James straddles the top. From that position, he told me, "Look, Mommy! I'm riding a horse!"
This is the cardboard strip torn off our laundry detergent box.
But in James' hands, it's a balloon, and he is Curious George, being carried away by it.
These are not the pillows on our bed . . .
. . . they form the dashboard of James' car.
On the left is a carrot. On the right is the vegetable peeler. When James "peels carrots," he does so over the trash can. And the following picture needs no explanation:
